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Started by Brian, April 04, 2004, 01:55:07 AM

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Rezantis

Hmm.

That done, Rez heads (with Drac in tow) down to the food hall, where he eats breakfast - and starts feeling sorta semi awake. Finally. Goddamn mornings.
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Dracos

Dracos, meanwhile, in a pleasant mood, does not jab at the ever morning weak Rez.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Rezantis

And so it happens that Rez gets to the food hall, where he is fed a hearty breakfast, and a good time is had by all!

He even wakes up. Somewhat.
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Dracos

Dracos looks about to see if there's a place for getting clothing clean.  And tries to remember the general facets about expected levels of cleanliness here.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Brian

Nothing comes to mind about cleanliness, though you're a fair sight better than a lot of people here.  There were basins to one side in the baths, presumably for the purposes of laundry washing.  Most likely, the higher ranking minions of the court and Lord Kevin (people granted sizable private apartments) can ask/order a servant to take care of it for them.

Other than that, the best bet is probably the baths.

Finding a tailor, though.  That would be a challenge.
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Dracos

Dracos, considering the general work of the place, shakes his head.  "Let's just deal, Nathan.  We can manage and we're not about to stand out like this.  Let's go see if Ekim is awake yet and your sword is ready."

Dracos heads off with Rez to go find Ekim at the forge.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Rezantis

Rez mutters a few annoyed things, but nonetheless nods and heads off towards the smithy.
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Brian

The forge has gone quiet, but not cooled much since the night before.

When you enter, Ekim is humming to himself, and polishing the sword with some cloth.  It's uncertain if it needed to be polished, of it Ekim was just amusing himself, but it looks less like polishing, and more a thorough medical examination, to ensure that the patient is in good health.

The hilt has been re-worked, slightly, the copper grips being treaded over with a cross-cross pattern of thin strips, made of some sort of dark cloth.  After examining in detail the spot where the tang enters the hilt (now, turn your head and cough), Ekim nods in satisfaction, and sheathes the sword in a simple, durable looking scabbard.

"It is done," he announces, his humming coming to a halt as he surveys both of the smithy's entrants.  "Now, perhaps, I will make some other blades ... to see if the artistry of that can be matched.  Mmm."  Reverently, like he was offering you his firstborn child, he presents the blade to Nathan.
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Dracos

Dracos watches, jealously.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Rezantis

Rez takes the sword, equally reverently.  

"This is . . . very fine, Master Ekim," he bows, "My thanks for your labor."

Rez promptly puts on the scabbard (being that he left his old sword back in his room), and meets Drac's look with an amused one.
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Brian

"Mmm," he rumbles, shaking his head.  "This sword knew its own shape better than me."
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Rezantis

"Be that as it may, it could not have remade itself without your assistance." Rez gives the dwarf a grin.
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Brian

Ekim smirks, which seems nothing more than a rugged face smacked out of a boulder, then nods.  "We will meet again," he says thoughtfully, turning his attention to the bits of metal he was apparently tooling with last night.  "Ah, a day this fine seldom comes about," he muses, one hand running through his steel-wool hair, sending a few flakes of rust raining down.
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Rezantis

Rez chuckles and heads out the door, with Drac in tow.

"OK . . . next on the list of Things To Do Today . . . was find the others and go information hunting. Or something. Alrighty. Bjorn's most likely to still be hanging around Mirallia, so we'll go after him first."

And so it is that Rez heads back into the castle proper, questioning a couple of servants as to where he might be able to find the lady Mirallia.

If they don't know, well . . . the plan is to wander randomly until finding something/someone interesting or useful.
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Brian

The Lady Mirallia is not in her rooms, you find out that much pretty quickly.  Other than that, no one's actually certain where she is.

As far as 'interesting' things going on, there's a bit happening, but nothing really holds up to 'titanic dwarf reforges blade of legend!'
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