Successful Mission

[Brian]

Ekim is humming to himself, with his deep, dwarven, rocky, grating voice.  The sword ... or more honestly, what will be your sword eventually ... is on the forge before him.  He occasionally turns it, holding it with one bare hand, and tapping against it with his hammer to shape it.

[Bjorn]

Bjorn waits a little longer, without speaking, to see if Ekim will notice him.  Don't want to interrupt.  Eyeing the hammer, he concludes, Most definitely don't want to interrupt.

[Brian]

He is completely absorbed in crafting the sword, following your directions exactly.  You don't know if it's completely accurate as to how a normal katana is made, but he's following the steps exactly as you explained them to him, so you can't say he's not doing his best.

[Bjorn]

Bjorn shrugs slightly, and steps out of the doorway of the forge.  "I don't want to interrupt," he explains to Mirallia.  "Anything I might have to say to him can wait.

"At this point, I think I will try to find Master Radagast again.  Would you care to come along?"

[Brian]

"Certainly," she says agreeably.  "He seems different from the other Lorekeepers."

[Bjorn]

Bjorn smiles slightly.  "That's probably because he isn't one," he says, quietly but amused.   As he speaks, he sets off, leading the way back to Kevin's study, as a place to start.

[Brian]

"What?" Mirallia asks, scandalized.  "How can that be?"

[Bjorn]

"I'm not certain," Bjorn corrects himself, a bit contritely.  "But you remember what he said about his... origins?"  He frowns slightly, and begins to talk a little more to himself, thinking aloud.  "And then those traps... I thought they were a bit weird, and then Lindsey..." Cutting himself off, he addresses himself back to Mirallia.  "The traps he set, if they are what I think they are, weren't magic, not the way you might think.  I'm betting on that, actually."

[Brian]

Mirallia frowns very deeply at that.  "There's power like that which isn't a lore?" she asks skeptically.  The skeptecism fades.  "Is that a kind of lore from your world, then?"

[Bjorn]

"So to speak," Bjorn says.  "But it's a lore of tools, not of power or of magic."

[Brian]

"Hmm," she says, looking doubtful.  At this point, you reach the door to Radagast's rooms, but the guards look like they're not going to let you in.  "No weapons beyond this point," one of them says, eyeing you warily.

Radagast is just inside the doorway, which is open, and says, "Let him through."

[Bjorn]

Bjorn takes his sword off, handing it to the guard, before stepping through into Radagast's room.  "Master Radagast," he says, bowing in greeting.

[Brian]

He nods at you, from where he's poring over some huge piece of paper -- looks like a diagram.  "Master Bjorn.  How can I help you?"

[Bjorn]

"I have some question, if you have time," Bjorn says.

[Brian]

"Certainly," he says, releasing the edges of the paper, which make it roll up.  He eyes it for a moment, then turns away, and motions to a smaller, uncovered table.  The central table is almost completely buried underneath scrolls, various trinkets -- a bit of wood, chunks of stone, oddly shaped pieces of metal, and so on.  "Make yourself comfortable," he says, pulling out a chair for himself and sitting down.

"Do you mind if I smoke?" he asks, pulling a pipe from his robe.