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CompanionZendreyu carried a familiar ache to himself as he left the arena. A long set of shops were settled nearby much to Zendreyu's relief and flickering determination. He would not go back to House Tilon for repairs so he would have to endure the repairs himself.
After a brisk walk with Magnus a forge stood out to Zendreyu. There were sets of armor and weapons brilliantly displayed just inside a natural stone wall where they were all fitted into well-made nooks.
With a sense of urgency Zendreyu walked inside to find 3 red headed
green eyed women working the forges and very burly dwarf working amidst vibrant shimmering rainbow flames in the main chamber of the smithy. As Zendreyu prepared to speak the dwarf stopped hammering whatever ores he was smelting and turned to look at Zendreyu,
"What brings you to our forge youngling? You smells of blood magic and steel."
Zendreyu briefly rubbed Magnus head before standing straight and presenting himself as cordially and professionally as possible.
"I am known as Zendreyu, a lesser known descendant of House Tilon. I come to ask for your help to repair my life bound armor. I understand this is an awkward request as it is a part of me so I cannot remove it without special circumstances. I request that you make the repairs while I wear it in manifestation. I will of course pay your fees."
Jahsuun looked at Zendreyu with interest, "You do understand that you're asking to physically melded like armor. Very few living beings can endure that kind of suffering. I cannot guarantee you will be able to endure the pain. I have repaired living armor before but never while it was being worn. Brea, Bonnie, Betty let's test ourselves and see how tough this youngling is."
Unlike the dwarven Jahsuun, his daughters were half human allowing them to grow tall and muscular yet age like dwarves. The triplets responded as one, "We are ready to prove our mettle Dah"
Master smiths, I am Zendreyu lesser known descendant of House Tilon from the land of Sin.
WC: 400
After a brisk walk with Magnus a forge stood out to Zendreyu. There were sets of armor and weapons brilliantly displayed just inside a natural stone wall where they were all fitted into well-made nooks.
green eyed women working the forges and very burly dwarf working amidst vibrant shimmering rainbow flames in the main chamber of the smithy. As Zendreyu prepared to speak the dwarf stopped hammering whatever ores he was smelting and turned to look at Zendreyu,
"What brings you to our forge youngling? You smells of blood magic and steel."
Zendreyu briefly rubbed Magnus head before standing straight and presenting himself as cordially and professionally as possible.
"I am known as Zendreyu, a lesser known descendant of House Tilon. I come to ask for your help to repair my life bound armor. I understand this is an awkward request as it is a part of me so I cannot remove it without special circumstances. I request that you make the repairs while I wear it in manifestation. I will of course pay your fees."
Jahsuun looked at Zendreyu with interest, "You do understand that you're asking to physically melded like armor. Very few living beings can endure that kind of suffering. I cannot guarantee you will be able to endure the pain. I have repaired living armor before but never while it was being worn. Brea, Bonnie, Betty let's test ourselves and see how tough this youngling is."
Unlike the dwarven Jahsuun, his daughters were half human allowing them to grow tall and muscular yet age like dwarves. The triplets responded as one, "We are ready to prove our mettle Dah"
Master smiths, I am Zendreyu lesser known descendant of House Tilon from the land of Sin.
WC: 400
