h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

do we have any gems?

as well as some... I don't know, whatever you make you hilts out of Elandra...

*laughs* wood, leather binding..gems, I'm not a jeweller!

Try in the market, I guess. I've never felt the need...you could carve something into the hilt, an image of some kind...

I just thought you might have some...

I will go look...

*leaves the smithy*

*picks up the morning star and using the same method as last time tries to shrink it, though this time he only focuses on the chain*
*at the end of the enchantment the chain is about 6 inches shorter*


~Thoran

*The High Lord walks in and bows to the people inside.*


I'm just here to craft some new weapons, if you need me ill be in the corner.


*He wlaks over to the corner and slings his bag onto the table.*


*There he reveals two crystals, one completley black and the other completley white.*


*He takes them out and closes his eyes, he mumbles a few words but you can't make out what hes saying. He takes the crystals and places them inside the forge.*


*He waits there holding out his hand mumbling more words.*


*This process will take a while.*

*watches*

*Syian walks in silently*

*Thoran remains for a while then leaves for the arena*

~Thoran

*bows* greetings...how may I help you?

Greetings, my name is Binnesman. I am here to be trained by the high warrior

*returns the bow*

I am just looking for companionship; I have been alone for too long

*smiles*

Both of you, I can help. And Binnesman, training you shall receive. Have you had any training before this?

*sits down and nods her acceptance, she doesn't smile*

*a white wolf runs in drops some teeth near Lycan's sowrd and disapears into the shadows*

*A guard runs in gasping and Lycan walks out of the shadows*

Guard: *is still trying to catch his breath* Lor... lord... did.. you see a white wolf run in here?

Lycan: there is no need to worry about him... a black wolf maybe... *shakes his head* retrun to your post the wolf is a friend of mine...

Guard: yes Lord *salutes and leaves for his post*

*The High Lord reaches in with his hands only protected by magic. The fire rushes away as the cold surrounds his hands to reach the two crystals.*


*They are in a very liquid state. He takes out a mold and pours it into the mold. One side is full of hte black fluid the other the white.*


*He closes the mold and stick both into the forge. Still muttering his charms to do the weaponsmithing.*

~~~Lord Craxus, when you have finished doing whatever it is you do, we need to talk, meet me in the arena~~~