Pushing the Sky!

[Carthrat]

"Many years ago, whilst I was still learning my trade," replies Smith. "It was in my masters workshop that the man in a red cloak entered, and asked him to repair his blade.

I only got a small glimpse, and my master would tell me nothing of it. But it seemed as gold brighter than the sun."

[Dracos]

Cosgrove nodded, pondering.  "I shall keep an eye out in my journeys, though that is a challenging task even for me.  As a moment," Cosgrove unhooked his sheathed short sword and offered it to the man.  "Take a glance at that.  Maybe you can see more than I do.  For years, I've simply wielded it as a fine blade, but apparently it has some magical properties."

Dracos

[Carthrat]

The man takes the blade and inspects it for a moment.

"You should know that as a smith, I do not work directly with magic and such things," he comments, turning the weapon over in his hands. "My craft gives me some peripheral knowledge, but nothing concrete.

As things stand.. this is certainly a fine weapon, enchanted or no. It is only made of steel, and.. actually, I think I do see something.."

The man produces a small eyeglass. "A useful tool, this-" he comments, nodding. "Especially handy for finding imperfections, but.. ah, yes, here we go. Look here."

He indicates a small spot on the sword, close to the hilt. To Cosgrove, it looks like just a small nick, but when he uses the eyeglass to spy it closer, he realises there's some kind of Asiatic characters there. Of what country, he can't tell, and he obviously can't read them.

[Dracos]

"I never noticed that before." Cosgrove considered.  "Hmm, probably a name for it.  I can't read it though."

Dracos

[Carthrat]

"Neither can I," replies Smith. "That's not a good thing. I think they're Chinese, though. Maybe Japanese. Hell, why not maybe Korean? I was no good with langauges."

[Dracos]

"Yeah.  Oh well." Cosgrove sheathed the blade.  "Something to keep in mind.  Out of curiousity, have any theories on the metals you want?  At a guess, I'd suspect a native here would have some thoughts on moonsilver."

Dracos

[Carthrat]

"If only," replies Smith, shaking his head. "If the legends are true, though, I believe reading some King Arthur stories might be in order. You may find some link there."

[Dracos]

"Or a trip to Tintagel.  Hum.  Oh well."

Cosgrove leaned back, going quiet for a moment in thought.

Dracos

[Carthrat]

Smith shrugs. "I like to come to this park every few days," he comments. "At around this time. If you find anything, do try to drop by.

I don't think my buyer is coming. Such a shame, too. This is quite the fine.. stick. Ah well. Perhaps I'll keep this one for myself. It would be nice to have a momento."

With that, he rises, and starts to walk off.

[baka]

"There is more to it than that," Fitz agrees. "Richard thought you might be able to help us somewhat. The devotees of Mystrix are becoming very active - we know they're working with other groups, recruiting help.

"And then there was this crest - belonging to a Johnathon Livingstone - which they enchanted with great power somehow. Several people have told me it's very dangerous, and that it places the world in danger."

[Carthrat]

"Richard thinks much without the price," muses the voice. "Ah, Mystrix, threats to the world, dangerously enchanted crests... so similar to a hundred years ago, yet, immeasurably different.

I suppose I can help you, boy... yes, I can help you. But you'll need to pay the cost."

At this, his voice becomes something of a hiss, almost like a snake. "Yess... I know just the thing. How are you up for a little theft from thieves, boy?"

[baka]

"If you'll help us, perhaps. What do you have in mind?" Fitz responds cautiously.

[Carthrat]

"It's nothing too difficult," replies the voice. "You see, over there, in that building yonder?"

The voice drifts across the park, and a low breeze blows leaves and such towards one edge of the area. Through the trees, Fitz can spy a small bookshop.

"The owner of that store yonder is into... eldricht tomes.

If you can procure one of suitable intrest for me, I'll gladly help you. I don't think he keeps them on the normal shelves, though."

[baka]

"And where do the thieves come into it?"

[Carthrat]

"Don't doubt for a second the owner isn't a thief himself," replies the voice. "I'm a thief, too. Everyone in the business is. No doubt he stole it from someone who stole it from someone who stole it from someone. It's all the same."