Steel had been in Sieghart for a while now. After landing he had met up with Ko and done some quest for one of the rich people in the village nearby Dawncliff mine. After securing funding from the rich dude Steel had decided to go to a leather worker in the town that specialized in saddles. He had hoped a wyvern saddle was even craftable. And much to the happiness of Steel the saddlemaker was capable of making a saddle fit for a wyvern. Steel of course had to call the wyvern down so they could measure the wyvern and make a saddle correct to the proportions of the wyvern. So Steel started walking up the mountain because he imagined that is where the wyvern waited for him. Maybe it was out hunting. Steel didn’t really know. The wyvern was kinda wild after all.
Steel imagined he would have to keep a good look on the wyvern when he brought it down from the mountain since it might eat the saddlemaker. He wasn’t up the mountain yet. He walked and walked. Steel when actually thinking about it would probably need to come down the next morning because the hike to the mountaintop was so far from the village where the saddlemaker was situated. Actually he should probably relocate to a spot closer to the village but he couldn’t take the wyvern closer than this because the villagers might be afraid of it. He would take it in for making the saddle but other than that he did not want the villagers to be afraid of the wyvern since that might spook the wyvern or the villagers might actually attack the wyvern which would cause Steel to have to attack the villagers which he did not want. He was still making his way up the mountain.
The Tower Tarot: Steel
Sun Jul 26, 2020 3:53 pm
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Sun Jul 26, 2020 3:54 pm
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On the way up the mountain Steel decided he should do some training and some hunting so that he could eat when he actually arrived. Sure it would take longer to get to the top but Steel needed to get stronger if he was to become the greatest spellsword in Fiore. The spot was currently taken by a great warrior that Steel had only really heard of. Someone called Noel Raion.
It was a goal for Steel and the mere thought of it made Steel feel motivated. And so he started by lifting rocks and carrying them up and down a hundred meter slope on the mountain side. An area that was not too steep and was therefore walkable. Some parts of the mountain you had to climb to get up. After walking up and down the slope a few times Steel sat down and took a small rest. He did not have any water or anything other means of hydrating himself with. He knew he could hydrate by going up the mountain and cooking his own piss in a pot. While nasty it had to do. Of course he could also ride the wyvern down to a watering hole but to do that he would first have to climb the mountain but he was training now so that would have to wait.
He once more picked up a sizable rock and started walking up and down the slope he was on. The sweat started running down his forehead dousing his brow and when his brow was doused it started dripping down on his chins and nose. He knew if he continued doing this for too long he would probably be too exhausted to climb the rest of the mountain. Before becoming that exhausted he simply dropped the rock lifted it once above his head, moved it down and then dropped it again. A way in which he could train his biceps, triceps and deltoids.
Sun Jul 26, 2020 3:55 pm
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Steel was now “done” training for the day and decided that he would climb the rest of the way towards the mountaintop. When he finally got up there the wyvern was waiting for him. It seemed the wyvern had thought similarly to Steel and had been out hunting during the day. Steel bowed to the wyvern in respect of the gesture. The wyvern flapped its wings and gave out a cry as if to respond to Steel’s bow and also to tell Steel that it was hungry. It seemed the red scaled wyvern liked Steel’s cooking or well the fact that Steel roasted the prey before eating it. Much like the wyverns own draconic ancestors.
So Steel went and gathered some sticks, dry grass and a branch. There was not a lot of vegetation on the mountaintop and at best Steel could gather wood from dead bushes or fallen trees. In a way Steel doing this was a way of becoming one with nature. He grabbed what he could and walked back to camp. He had a bit of flint that he had gathered on the mountain. And he used the executioner's sword as steel for the combination of flint and steel that he required to create some sort of sparks. First he set down the dry grass in a small ring of stones he had made to contain the heat. He then laid the executioner's sword down over the pit so that it was arched towards where he wanted the sparks to go. Then he started hitting the sword with the flint causing sparks to go off down into the dry grass eventually lighting it on fire. When the fire started Steel was quick to lay whatever branches and sticks he could find down on it to make the fire bigger.
Tue Sep 01, 2020 3:42 am
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Steel brought his executioner's blade with him when he climbed up upon the wyverns back. The executioner's blade hung at his side in a way so that it would not disturb movement. Then he waited for the wyvern to do the thing it had wanted to do. It took a few steps forward and then flew off. Carrying Steel with it through the air. It seemed they were only going for a quick stroll though as Steel was carried down to a nearby watering hole. “Ah right” Steel thought to himself. The wyvern was thirsty after eating and since it was thirsty itself it probably had thought Steel too was thirsty and since Steel could not fly it took him to the water so that it wouldn’t have to wait for Steel. Very compassionate of the wyvern.
After landing in this small canyon where the water had gathered to create a small lake or pond Steel swiftly hopped off the wyvern, he tossed the executioner’s sword aside. Steel had been without water for so long now that he was almost about to start hallucinating from dehydration. He was so tired that he simply ran into the water and bathed without taking his clothes off. He even gulped in some of the water as he was bathing. Had he been sane of mind he would have known that drinking water that was standing still was a bad idea. But he was so dehydrated at this point that the thought did not reach him. While Steel was swimming the wyvern only dipped its ``toes” or claws one might say, in the water. It then lowered its giant head and gulped drinking water. It was in a weird way like watching a giant sized dog drink except it drank more by lowering its head and raising it rather than drinking with its tongue.
Tue Sep 01, 2020 3:42 am
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It was peaceful swimming like this but after a while Steel wasn’t thirsty anymore and so he started making his way back towards land. Which was when from under the water's surface there was movement in the darkest reaches of this pond. Whatever creatures that made their way here knew that this was treacherous waters and were prepared to stay at the edge of the pond at all times so that they could back off or run.
Large scutes slowly broke the water’s surface as whatever creature that was swimming towards Steel slowly and stealthily creeped up on him. Before Steel could react it was upon him an alligator grabbed hold of him slamming down on his left arm. The bite itself snapped Steels left forearm radius bone. The sound of the bone breaking and the intense pain almost sent Steel into unconsciousness because sadly the human body's defence against pain was quite irrational but it had to be mastered, at least if Steel was to survive the wilds.
The water splashed sending waves off to the sides as Steel and the alligator wrestled in the water. The alligator started slowly rolling into a death roll but Steel was quick enough to answer to the movements of the alligator that he latched on as it started rolling and instead of losing his arm he was simply dragged under the water's surface with each roll.
When the alligator understood that it wasn’t actually ripping Steel apart it slowly loosened it’s grasp. It seemed it was starting to get tired of hunting such difficult prey. Which was lucky for Steel because the constant tumbling under the water had left him short of breath. After entirely loosening its grip the alligator swam away from Steel leaving Steel to bleed on his own in the water.
Steel was not however ready to die yet, He started slowly swimming back towards the lakeside/shoreline. Which did not take a long time since the body of water he was in was not any bigger than a pond. At the edge of the pond the red wyvern that had carried Steel to this location was waiting with an apparent cloud of nervosity about it. One could say it was obvious that the red wyvern had been worried for the safe being of Steel not unlike a dog is worried about its own master. This relationship was not one of master and creature however but one of family. At least that is what it felt like as Steel was not truly controlling the red wyvern. It was not a domesticated animal but could move about freely as it wished. Luckily it helped Steel get to the nearest town where he could be taken to a doctor. Saving his life. Steel would now forever trust the wyvern.
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