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Rank: 4
DC: 50
Success rate: 10/20
Requirements: enchant 100, blacksmith 100, concentration 100, wisdom 40


Now the next very simple step wrapping the handles, cake, but he actually started at the top and worked down, because the end cap would be what held it in place. He pulled the long red cloth out from his pockets, separated it placing it against the top of the handle and would begin to take one side around and a time, making sure to keep it extremely tight, crossing it and bringing it back around. Except for the first, the wrap never went completely around only half way before twisting and gong back around to the other side. He would continue this all the way down the handle to its it where he would set it down. He would then remove from his coat a end cap which he had already made before coming out here. Two inter locking parts, which each separated in to two halves. He would put the back over the end of the handle the peg aligned perfectly around the cross medium, and he would then take the top the metal pegs had notches so once they slide within there holes, it would be incredibly hard to separate them, which was exactly what he wanted. With no real blade, there was no point in taking it apart for maintenance except for cleaning the handles as...well thats all they were just handles. He would wrap the second handle exactly like he did first, making sure to take his time despite excitement, better to do it right and take time, then to have to do it over. After wrapping he would set the end caps over as he did before pushing them together locking them in.

Giglamesh would stand up a handle in each hand, what if he made a mistake, what if the them selves? Could the enchantment not work any longer? Mythril almost touch gigs hands so magic should easily flow threw the handles, but it was all a guess. He would angle the handle ends together so the lock, then slide them in for the second lock, and to connect the mediums again. "....ok....here we go...." fira crest would form on the back of giglamesh's hands red light would glow from within the small red gems on the pommels, which were attached for looks.Then....nothing...did it not work? The gems that were also on the guards would glow red then the shape of a blade slowly formed out much like a filling loading bar. A blade formed out of each side of the handles....but...they were different, they curved like katana's....did the mythrill curving curve the blade also. But as giglamesh began to wonder about it, focusing on the blades, they became straight like long sword again. "...the hell?" They were curved he was not imagining it, so why are they not curved now....then as he wondered that they curved again. "You ******** with me?..."

Of course the blade did not reply....yet. But gig would begin to contemplate. When he thought about it being straight...it turned straight...when he though about it curved it curved. Was the magic within his body being guided by his subconscious? He would play with that idea, and it worked, he thought about the blades being straight they would straighten...but if he did not they would curve....but why? It would take a few minutes of gig standing there like a statue to figure it out. He made the handles much like tsuka's (katana handle) maybe subconsciously from touch and memory he thought katana, and thus it shaped like a katana. He though heavily of katana, and guess what...it curved like a katana. Such a mysteriously awesome weapon. Giglamesh would begin to use both hands to spin the blade out infront of himself rapidly, and it would create what looked like a transparent red energy shield. Then much like a pole arm, or bo staff giglamesh would continue to use his finger to spin it around to his side, behind his back where he would lean forward taking it in to left hand and continuing to keep it spinning. Much like he was in combat he would twirl it using both hands slashing one side then turning it to slash the other opposite side. He would get close to a skinny rock and jumping using a mix of corporia and twirling his double sided blade from left hand to right, in a slashing motion slashing threw the rock, before he thrusted his right hand using aerora, blasting a dent blast of wind at the rock, with the combination of the slash separating it from its base the wind pushed the rock back a decent distance where it hit the ground. Then gig came the the amazing realization. (see comic)



Giglamesh would continue to twirl and slash the weapon at nothing, before seperating it in too two, where he would continue to slash at nothing. But it was obvious he had a great deal more experience with duel wielding weapons over a double weapon. Good with double weapon, amazing with duel wielding. He was just a kid in the mountains enjoying himself....but why play...he could go use them in a fight. With that he would ready to go aid river....He looked at the blades after reattaching them...His subconscious could alter it from the enchantment..maybe. Giglamesh would hold the duel blade straight up and down, and focus on the top half of the blade. Sure enough one side of the blade would retract out of one side, then once it fully retracted the top blade would increase in length, almost double. It was like around a great sword size now. .....Giglamesh now covered all the proficiencies in melee weapons he was best with duel wield swords, great sword, and poled like weapons. The third he was not the best at with, but could kill a great many using it that way....was a tear rolling down giglamesh's face? Was the beauty of this weapon so great to gig he was actually crying....nah had to be something in his eye. The large blade would retract, and he would separate the handles sliding them under his belt. Now it was time to find river and show them off....and kill something to gig would assume he would halve to do to possibly But now a conundrum .....he could not use them to hill found river...and it was nasty a** birds...gig had a idea, rather fun one for combating flying creatures.


success: 12/10
post: 15/20

Screaming the harpy knew it was facing death. Kicking sand once more in defiance; the harpy refused to give up still. Yelling it’s rage, the harpy wobbled as it flapped it’s wings trying to get some lift once more. Rage enhanced the spell as it aimed the scream attack at the evil human. It was impossible that this tiny human killed her sisters, and is in fact killing me… something is wrong. Many thoughts rushed at her, but killing this child was the only thing she wanted to do.

Harpy dmg to River

Special: Scream
Cost: 45 mp
Effect: Aerora
Description: A strong blast of wind strikes the opponent, knocking them off balance.
Damage: wind 46-112
Special: If magic hits roll 1d10, if the result is 1, 5 or 10 the target is also receives "Knock-down" status.

Giglamesh would walk collect his tools he was using while creating the magic weapon and return them to a tool box on the open compartment over then engines. Giglamesh knew the best way to deal with the disgusting bird women, but he had to decided. Looking in the compartment of the massive motorbike was like looking in to a portable armory. A massive amount of explosives , and a large amount of varied bullet for his different guns. Now the best way to deal with a hovering harpy....which river was probably not doing, was shoot them out of the sky. Real simple you miss, then then fly straight at you making them easier to hit...knowing river she was out there slashing and stabbing, before she shot, no matter. "Now...which to use.....Hannabira?...no not enough accuracy, kagetsu would be best option for range and accuracy....but...it would have to reload way to many time. So i guess a test run is in order." Gig was referring to the Xm-29 he had acquired a while back, yet had only used it a few times in training and not once durring a mission.

He would pull the rifle off his lower back and set it on the closer open side of the motorbikes trunk like compartment. "Ok Incendiary grenades would be best to burn away there feathers...but since i plan on going long distance there accuracy would fall to much...and since those suckers are expensive...ill stick to cheap ones. Now thirty rounds per clip...but what ammo type...Perhaps incendiary to burn away the feathers to assist in the free fall....nah generally from the heat and height of the mountains they can be resistant to the heat...perhaps tracer so if i miss i will know how much to correct to hit the target....yet they would also find me sooner. hmmm...Explosive tipped would work wonders, but those are always a bit to risky for me...plus in this heat out here might be a chance they would back fire in the chamber....So H.v. .......from a three round burst rifle...somewhat suicidal on my part...but great damage and the bullets will hit long before the stupid bird hears it coming...plus i might as make use ot that adamantite barrel i got for use with it.....but my shoulders going to be killing me...."

Giglamesh would pop apart the O.I.C.W. and slide out its normal composite steel barrel, for a backup adamantite barrel. One of the hardest known substances which would be needed to be firing three round bursts of high velocity rounds, rounds which normally one shot would dislocate untrained peoples shoulders. Those that could fire bursts, or full auto h.v. rounds usually never lasted long because the bullet itself had such power it would begin to bend the barrel after one of two clips. Thinking ahead giglamesh got this barrel in hopes it would resist the high velocity rounds power....even still...because it fetched a pretty penny he was going to be careful...and cheap with these rounds. Giglamesh stood there loading multiple clips with the High velocity ammo one bullet at a time, carefully yet quickly putting them in the clips. After loading multiple clips, he would begin to slide them in to pockets along the inside of his coat, and under his sash. Aftrer grabbing a few spare grenade clips also, and after putting the Xm-29 back together with the admantite barrel he would throw the shoulder strap over his neck rest the rifle at his front right side. With his left hand he would slide out one half of the magic weapon, he couldnt wait to show river yet....hoped he would not need it here. He would grab his demon bone mask putting the string behind his head and setting it in place over the left side of his face, he reached down to grab one final item. Slipping it on with the masks horn protruding threw the hole first he set his hat on his head and was ready to go. In to the valley he would begin to walk after closing the motorbikes trunk like compartment. Gig didnt make it far before he took the rifle in a combat stance and shouldered the rifle and began looking threw the scope, zooming in and out looking for his first free fall target.

[Search check.]

>.> <.< *lick* *ninja poof out*

It was only a few moments before he crossed the crosshair with a hovering harpy. Giglamesh watched it for a few seconds it was....acting weird. He moved the scope around and saw more doing the same. H would zoom in more on them till they digital scope zoomed in close to there breasts...a single trickle of blood from his nose and a grin, but he shook it off and zoomed out some reestablishing focus. "Three hundred and fifty meters out...hovering above the ground around two hundred meters..but...why so high? If i remember right there range limit is around two fifty meters then...why so high they could miss something....and there just hovering....not moving...are they looking for something, maybe river?....No there staying ...away from something....but what?" Giglamesh watched the harpy circle in place for around a minute, yet it only circled in place, constantly moving its head looking down torwards the ground.

With a sigh adjust the magnification level to make sure he was right at a good distance. The scope on this rifle was amazing, it could zoom out to 1k meters, change from nightvision, to thermal, and even x-ray and telescoping. Such amazing tech....which was why he had to keep it on him at all times to keep it safe from river. Giglamesh had not use it much in fights, in fact...he had not used it in a fight yet...and if all goes according to plan he wont today either. With the prior tests he made when off missions he found that at around six hundred meters the bullets began to heavily lose accuracy, even though the scope zoomed up to one thousand. Not quite sniper rifle range, but with the high tech scope it nearly doubled the range of this gun. Giglamesh would slide his right foot back pushing soil to act as a step to brace, he would aim the crosshair around midsection of the harpy, with the kick and range the target was away the three round burst would cause each shot after the first to bounce up. Yet his goal was not to kill it one shot...simply to clip its wings. Giglamesh would close his eye for a few seconds then take a deep breath and tighten his muscles, he would open his eye and still as he could be squeeze the trigger. Like a cannon fire spewed out from the barrel pushing him back, yet with no break the second would go off spiting out from from the barrel tip, the third with less remorse then the second pushing him back the most. The sound was deafening and would ring threw the valley, but it was so loud it was hard to tell where it came from. Even with bracing giglamesh's feet had slid back three inches from where he braced himself and fired. He let loose three extremely fast bullet, but was his shots on target?

[Combat log]
Sneak attack Ra 1/3(Trip check)
Sneak attack Ra 2/3(Trip check)
Sneak attack Ra 3/3(trip check)

The valley is my home… it’s bad enough the foul one showed up… but this human was just as bad. The harpy moaned as she tested her wings. She had realized she should have run away back when she still could fly. She tried accepting her death but as she stood there shivering from pain, pounded with fear that replaced the earlier anger… she wanted to live. The valley was a happy place once. Back when she played with her sisters and lived in peace. She remembered the jagged wall on both sides had nests with young hatchlings trying to learn to fly. Everyone was happy and in peace. No silly invaders, no demands for sacrifice. The harpy clawed weakly taking a few steps back as she bowed to the victor. If she was able to leave now, she still could live another day. The human looked… what was the word… skeptic? The harpy knew one risky way that could end this fight so she turned her back on the human and started limping off away from the girl.



River raised her eyebrow when the harpy bowed. Uh… She thought unsure if this was a trap or a show of defeat. The harpy turned and limped off, not looking back. Well… huh… River thought and she picked up her case for Helheim. She waited for the harpy to walk off a bit more before she started to jog towards the crater. She hoped that there were no more fights coming. Making good headway, River nearly was at the crater. The pathway shrunk the closer she got, then it took a sharp twist and a small hole leaving a slim person like River able to sneak in. Anyone else would struggle, climb or fly like the harpies. Just before she entered the doorway, a harpy screamed from above and dived, aiming both talons at River. Sighing River took out her gunblades before she shot at the harpy 18 times in annoyance; nine from each gun.