Good Wine Makes Good Blood

[Brian]

Stepping out of the library, and working their way to the back of the keep, Nathan and Phil part with the others.

[Dracos]

Dracos glances up.  "You know, I'd never thought I'd say this but...I miss the sun."

Dracos

[Rezantis]

"I don't, really.  Accursed daystar."

[Dracos]

Dracos ponders this a moment and then nods.  "Accursed daystar indeed."

Dracos slowly guides the way back to stormrider camp.

Dracos

[Rezantis]

"Although it is kinda cold."

[Dracos]

"No kidding."

Dracos

[Brian]

You pass through the kitchen again, and emerge into the moonlight night.

Ekim is working on something in his forge again, though it's got much quieter sounds than his normal efforts, suggesting he's working on something more intricate than usual.

[Dracos]

Dracos eyes the forge curiously, but unless Rez wants to stop goes on to continue back to the stormriders camp.

Dracos

[Rezantis]

Rez, curiously, decides to go and stick his head in and have a look. They have time, after all.

So he does so. Politely knocking, first.

[Brian]

Ekim doesn't look up from his work.

Which is, on closer inspection, hand-forging (with special tools -- this is the first time you've seen Ekim use anything but a hammer or his bare hands) what look like shells.  There's a small stack of nearly completed bullets sitting to one side.  They look pretty bulky, probably the right size for an old fashioned revolver.

[Rezantis]

Rez blinks.

"Morning, Friend Ekim.  Are . . . those for Radagast?"

[Brian]

"Morning," he says, nodding.  "I don't know what they are," he warns you, in his deep, rumbling voice before you can ask.  "But they are hard to make.  I find it interesting."

[Rezantis]

Rez looks at the bullets curiously, checking whether they have cases or they're just the projectiles.

[Dracos]

"Pretty strange work.  Creative of Radagast.  Wonder if he designed them himself."  Dracos hummed in an interested tone.

Dracos

[Brian]

"I think so," Ekim murmurs, turning a cylinder over and carefully tapping on it with a hammer.  His huge form is surprisingly precise, and the cylinders look like they may very well have been machines, for the quality that Ekim is turning them out with.  "He asked me to make many things ... and these are only some."  Turning a wary eye back to Nathan, he adds, "Though, I feel it is not wise to pry deeply into the affairs of lorekeepers."