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 Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 11:08 am
"Care to take me to him? I wouldn't wish for my blades to become a liability if we were to ensue in a dangerous situation." Chimera said, standing up and brushing the stray strands of grass from his cloak. His long blue hair shifted about with glee now that he was up and about again.
"Though it is also pleasing to hear of the massive majority of blacksmiths you have here. Perhaps I should learn the trade when I have the chance." He said, smiling warmly while peering over to his hooded friend.
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 10:02 pm
"Not all of them are blacksmiths, excuse me for saying so, but all are smiths of a kind, you see. For example, that man makes medicine, and the like, but he is still a smith of his kind, because he uses minerals from the ground. And that man smiths magic to anything." He pointed out one man completely in white, the surrounding all dressed alike, though he set out by his high pointed ear-like helmet points, and blue goggles over his eyes. The latter was one dressed in blue armor that looked like water cascaded over it continuously. Archer led him to a man far in the rear, more weapons on him than many could count, all seming to be mysteriously tied to his belt, and on his shoulders. He was a wrinkly old man with samurai-syle armor, and only his face showing. His white hair draped all around his face from under a straw hat. The man looked up when he felt Archer coming.
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 6:41 am
Chimera was amazed by the vast range of "smiths" within the encampment, and was even more amazed to see the older man in the rear toting an unfathomable amount of weapons around, while wearing a set of armor unfamiliar to him. It appeared as though the old man was a seasoned veteran, and his eyes had shown that he had been in a war or two.
"I see....you must have every tool of the trade then." He said in a joking manner before approaching the old man in the straw hat.
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 9:29 pm
The thick spectacles over the man's eyes glinted, "And you seem to have the making of a fine nincompoop! Who is he Archer?" THe man spoke swiftly, and might have reminded Chimera of a squirrel, in the way that his front teeth were out, and he made random, eratic movements. Archer smiled, one thing that Chimera might not see for a while, and spoke of the matter at hand. the old man put his hand to a chin, and began scrutinizing the younger Chimera. "Hmm, you seem scrawny, so I guess no broad-weapons. You're too lanky, so nothing that bends. I see you already own weapons however, may I see them?" He rose from his bent-figure and held out a gloved hand.
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 5:43 am
Thrusting an arm outward, the side of his cloak fluttered outwards, landing upon his shoulder to reveal a sword at both hips, and a massive transluscent blue blade sheathed upon his back. Unsheathing the two at his hips, he held them close, holding it by the hilt so that the skittish old man could take hold and further examine them. In his right hand, an Ancient looking b*****d sword, in the left, a cracked Ivory long sword. Tossing his b*****d sword in the air, he quickly reached back to draw his heavy blade, slamming the crystaline blade into the ground next to him and catching his "trapezing" sword, flipping his wrist to aim the hilt back at the old man.
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 7:52 pm
"Ooh, so impressed. I was doing tricks like that when you were in a diaper son!" He grabbed the b*****d sword, and brought it close to his face, his left hand touching it with the barely exposed fingertips. "Fine weapon, Fine weapon! I misunderstood what type of fighter you were before. Let me see the other." Before he could say no, he grabbed the other, examining it closely. "Just as finely made, though of quite different materials, you were odd to mix these two types here!"
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 11:00 pm
Chimera grinned outwardly, knowing that he would've been doing the tricks when th old man was actually a baby. And he was lad that he liked his fine, and unusual weapons.
"They are odd, but they are equally efficient. Though I'm happy to hear that you no longer see me as some un-skilled sword-juggler." He said, half-jokingly. His other sword, the transluscent blue heavy blade wouldn't have to be replaced, but it would probably recieve an equal if not greater response from the spectacle wearing old man.
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Posted: Wed Oct 04, 2006 8:22 pm
The old man laughed, "You're half right, I only think you're one of those things!" He pulled the blue blade from the ground with ease, and examined it as if it were a light weight blade. "Interesting, though I wonder why you would need this replaced? Are you that naive?" He looked up, "I will like it however."
The horn sounded, and men began to march toward Natori, the place that Hykoshi designated. Kylie led the group, moving swiftly and strictly. Archer fell into line near the front, and the old man dragged Chimera with him. "I will let you keep these for now." He handed over two plain broadswords, ones from his belt. He put the others in the belt. "Keep the blue one for now, we will barter for that later." He motioned in front of him, "Get into line, we will talk later."
((one more post, and then we will start in Natori alright?))
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Posted: Wed Oct 04, 2006 10:10 pm
The "young" Striker was entertained to see how easily the heavy blade was lifted from the ground. It was a telltale sign that the old man was a skilled veteran. He did however, frown as the old man had thought he wanted to replace it.
"That is one blade I do not wish to replace. One could say that it is irriplacable by both mortals and immortals." he said, catching the old man with an odd chuckle. A horn sounded in the distance, catching his attention with a gaze behind him. Soon he was being dragged by the collar of his cloak into formation next to the old man, his blades soon to be replaced.
As he was handed his heavyblade back, soon to slip back into its hidden sheathe, he also recieved a pair of plain old broadswords that were stashed upon the old man's belt. Chimera took the moment to place the swords comfortably upon his own belt, walking in formation with the old man since he was still unaware as to where he himself he would take formation at.
((Sure thing....^^ ))
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 4:27 pm
Young Taka was slightly embarrased by the comment, and she felt ashamed that she had been so blunt in revealing herself, but she followed faithfully alongside her elder.
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