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Lord Xenos Reinhart Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2004 7:44 am
To the left of the courtyard, another large building rises, decorated again in the beautiful inscriptions and jewels of its neighbors, the entrance finely carved as it faces onto the sumptuous lawns of the courtyard.
As the entrance leads up towards the warmth of the open area ahead, the walls reveal themselves to be well carved rock, set with a glass-like finish. Heat washes down from the area ahead, a blaze of warm orange light heralding the end of the corridor and beginning of a functional room ahead. Instead of any clearly discernible use r industry, the space reveals itself to be almost an ante-chamber, the floors lined with smooth stone set with jeweled inlays, the walls lined with rack upon rack of weapons, various examples of all weaponry decorating the space.
In the center of the floor, a beautiful inscription emits the war orange glow which feeds back down into the corridor, yet when one steps upon it.. it reveals itself to be an elevator, gently descending into the bedrock beneath the castle grounds.
Upon reaching its destination, a second ante-chamber filled again with examples of weaponry, two doors present themselves. To the left, a door to the heat and sweat of the forge, the area lined with vast smelting pots, fed by materials taken from a back room. Heat and the scent of metalwork dominate the room, its users decked out in protective leather aprons, long tongs used to tool and draw the molten metal form its vats in various mixes and consistencies, each designed to make the very best quality weapons. Along one wall, a line of benches lie ready to allow the blacksmiths hammering out the weapons to enchant them with each hefty blow.
The door to the right leads to the Amory. Here, the bulk of the created weapons lay on display and in racks, interspersed with well tooled armor and protective clothing. The range of weaponry is impressive, from the traditionally crafted weapons of the medieval era, right up to modern day examples of destruction, and a plethora of kevlar vests and the like.
Arrayed on tables throughout the massive space, potions and enchanted items lay classified by type and effect, waiting to be used. ((A small Thank You to Roan DeSeer for doing the description.))
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Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2004 12:35 am
*after leaving the courtyard, he stumbles into the Forge*...wow...
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Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2004 12:36 am
*looking around and noting the different weapons, looking away from one that seemingly has an eye that is following him*...
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Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2004 12:38 am
*looks onto the small work table and sees an item to his surprise* Wow! An Old Era shotgun! I've been looking for these forever! *eagerly takes a seat and looks around*...
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Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2004 12:39 am
*content with the lack of people, he picks up the shotgun a observes it, sliding his hand over strange Charter marks*...what is this...
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Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2004 12:40 am
*looks around once more, and opens a small sliding shelf, noting the different tools*...
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Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2004 12:41 am
*looks around again, and eager grin on his face, then takes off his helmet, jacket, and scarf, and begins working on the shotgun*...
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Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2004 5:59 am
*falls asleep on the desk, metal shavings around him and black shotgun in his hand*...
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Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2004 11:36 am
::a figure apears from the shadows foots steps can be heard the figure steps out of the shadow but only enough that his hair and coat were visiable:: "Its been along time" : biggrin istructica continuesnforward the lioght reviling it was him only difrence between his former self and his curent self is the type of winges he has they are no longer bat-like but raven like black andfeathery::
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Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2004 11:40 am
((you're in the forge go to the Main building))
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Lord Xenos Reinhart Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2004 4:44 am
*a black port hole appears, as Terra steps out, sighing*...if I knew...*takes a seat in the stool and begins studying the Dreamer Scars on his two blades*...
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2004 4:46 am
...wow...*studies them closer, running his finger over them*...Sleep Bringer...Waker... ... ...*waves the Crescendos around, a lulling hum filling the room*...*stifles a yawn and examines the Solaris*...*waves it around as an ear piercing screech fills the room* Argh! *drops the sword and covers his ears*...
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2004 4:50 am
*recovers from the screech, picking up the blade slowly*... ... ...hm...*picks up the two blades and swings them together, a perfect balance between the two filling the room*...the harmony of dreams...but what of discordant? *grinning slightly, he gives the Crescendos a full wave as the lulling hum fills the room, putting Terra, and any other thing that can be awake to sleep*...
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2004 11:56 am
*leaps into the forge in vampire demon form, wondering what the ear-piercing screech was about*
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2004 3:56 am
*the Solaris slips off the desk, ear piercing screech filling the air as Terra shoots up, awake*...ugh...
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