Some Fine-Looking Smith

The Stranger Most Devout Troll Hammer Posts: 12,420	Some Fine-Looking Smith Apr 11, 2008 15:28:41 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Stranger on Apr 11, 2008 15:28:41 GMT -5 "This is a thing that can not be rushed. Many things must be in alignment, for us to proceed. Come back in one month, and I will tell you, if we have succeeded."
	"History keeps her secrets longer than most of us. But she has one secret that I will reveal to you tonight in the greatest confidence. Sometimes there are no winners at all. And sometimes nobody needs to lose."

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Some Fine-Looking Smith Apr 11, 2008 15:48:06 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Apr 11, 2008 15:48:06 GMT -5 "Any chance I could see some of the process myself? I'm sure it's fascinating."
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

The Stranger Most Devout Troll Hammer Posts: 12,420	Some Fine-Looking Smith Apr 11, 2008 15:51:32 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Stranger on Apr 11, 2008 15:51:32 GMT -5 The smith looked at Mortimer like he had just shit in a temple. "Absolutely not. The rituals and processes must be guarded from the unpure." He eyed Mortimer. "No offense."
	"History keeps her secrets longer than most of us. But she has one secret that I will reveal to you tonight in the greatest confidence. Sometimes there are no winners at all. And sometimes nobody needs to lose."

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Some Fine-Looking Smith Apr 11, 2008 16:15:01 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Apr 11, 2008 16:15:01 GMT -5 "Of course. Well, do you know a decent place to stay, near here?"
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

The Stranger Most Devout Troll Hammer Posts: 12,420	Some Fine-Looking Smith Apr 11, 2008 19:28:14 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Stranger on Apr 11, 2008 19:28:14 GMT -5 "There is a hotel a few blocks away, you can try there if you like."
	"History keeps her secrets longer than most of us. But she has one secret that I will reveal to you tonight in the greatest confidence. Sometimes there are no winners at all. And sometimes nobody needs to lose."

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Some Fine-Looking Smith Apr 11, 2008 20:01:53 GMT -5

Post by Erik on Apr 11, 2008 20:01:53 GMT -5

"Will do." Mortimer turns to the door, stops, turns back, and says, "Oh, and ser, if you cheat me, bear in mind that you, your employees, your family, and all your employees' families out to second cousins will experience rather gruesome ends. Good day."

He leaves, for the hotel.

We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

The Stranger Most Devout Troll Hammer Posts: 12,420	Some Fine-Looking Smith Apr 13, 2008 13:50:57 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Stranger on Apr 13, 2008 13:50:57 GMT -5 A messenger is sent to fetch Mortimer and tell him that the weapon is ready.
	"History keeps her secrets longer than most of us. But she has one secret that I will reveal to you tonight in the greatest confidence. Sometimes there are no winners at all. And sometimes nobody needs to lose."

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Some Fine-Looking Smith Apr 13, 2008 13:55:56 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Apr 13, 2008 13:55:56 GMT -5 Mortimer arrives to inspect the weapon.
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

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Some Fine-Looking Smith Apr 13, 2008 14:06:50 GMT -5

Post by The Stranger on Apr 13, 2008 14:06:50 GMT -5

The Pentoshi Smith takes out the axe.

"You can see here that I mounted in on a solid iron handle, instead of a wooden handle. No sense such an expensive piece has it blade chopped off in the first battle. I've done intricate scrollwork around the handle. Scenes of ships and waves mostly." The man shows Mortmer the artistry.

The blade itself is the beautiful part though, the mythic steel reflecting the light in a deadly way, while colors of blue and green intertwine along the side of the axe head.

"There is your Kegsplitter. At first I thought it was a shame to turn such a pretty blade into an axe. But, change is a part of life too. I look forward to seeing you again." He says to the weapon, as he hands it over to Pyke.

"History keeps her secrets longer than most of us. But she has one secret that I will reveal to you tonight in the greatest confidence. Sometimes there are no winners at all. And sometimes nobody needs to lose."

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Some Fine-Looking Smith Apr 13, 2008 14:13:53 GMT -5

Post by Erik on Apr 13, 2008 14:13:53 GMT -5

Mortimer takes the axe, giving it a few clumsy test swings. It is obvious he isn't much of an axeman.

"It looks fantastic, ser." He tells the smith. "My lord will be pleased, I have no doubt. I would not be surprised if he called on your services again."

He slips the axe into a thick leather bag, to keep it hidden from prying eyes, nods to the smith, and leaves. He gets a room in a different part of the city, just in case someone gets greedy.

We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

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Some Fine-Looking Smith Apr 17, 2008 20:10:04 GMT -5

Post by mark on Apr 17, 2008 20:10:04 GMT -5

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Ser Meryn Flowers arrives at the blacksmiths. It had taken him only a short while after asking around before he had been directed to the place where the axe had recently been made; the tale has spread quickly.

Entering the shop, he called out. "Hallo?"

The Stranger Most Devout Troll Hammer Posts: 12,420	Some Fine-Looking Smith Apr 17, 2008 20:12:05 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Stranger on Apr 17, 2008 20:12:05 GMT -5 The old smith is in the back, and Flowers can feel the heat from the furnace. "Yes? What is it?"
	"History keeps her secrets longer than most of us. But she has one secret that I will reveal to you tonight in the greatest confidence. Sometimes there are no winners at all. And sometimes nobody needs to lose."

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Some Fine-Looking Smith Apr 17, 2008 20:14:36 GMT -5

Post by mark on Apr 17, 2008 20:14:36 GMT -5

"Hello, good man. I have heard stories of an axe recently being forged here, of valyrian steel. My master also has a valyrian job for you to do, with sufficient coin, if you wish. He has a longsword, and wishes to add the steel you have to make it a greatsword. Are you interested?" The knight grinned and brought out a small box, filled with gold coins. "More than this, too."

The Stranger Most Devout Troll Hammer Posts: 12,420	Some Fine-Looking Smith Apr 17, 2008 20:16:05 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Stranger on Apr 17, 2008 20:16:05 GMT -5 The man looked at the knight. "I know of no axe ser. I cannot help you. What is it you wish to have forged?"
	"History keeps her secrets longer than most of us. But she has one secret that I will reveal to you tonight in the greatest confidence. Sometimes there are no winners at all. And sometimes nobody needs to lose."

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Some Fine-Looking Smith Apr 17, 2008 20:18:03 GMT -5

Post by mark on Apr 17, 2008 20:18:03 GMT -5

Ser Meryn smiled, undeterred. "It is a longsword, of this length." He brought out a blunted blade. "It is the exact measurements as this sword; I have not brought it with me for precaution. If you did accept, of course, I would be returning with all speed." Handing the sword to the man hilt first, he said, "If you have any valyrian steel laying around, he will pay mightily to have it forged into a greatsword."