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There Will Be An End

Axesort couldn't help but laugh. He leaned over and tried to fix his hair down. Before he went to his own and brushed it down. With that he stood and dressed in noble clothing over travel. He slung his bag around his back before making his way to town. "First.. the Armory."
 
Serafie dressed feeling odd in the fine clothing but so happy to have it. He looked to Axesort who to him looked like an angel so handsome but so terrifying. "Yes sir,"
 
"We'll get some breakfast after i've placed the order...." Axesort stopped to look at Serafie long a hard. Wondering if he should get the boy a weapon too.
 
The faun was so soft and almost fragile looking even Star looked more capable of killing then he did. "Yes sir," he smiled lightly "Ashur... are you a god or an angel?"
 
"You know what I am Serafie." He said still looking over the boy. "I'll get you a sword... to at least make you seem a bit more intimidating. You'll get less stares." With that he turned and started his way back find the armory.
 
"You don't have to use it. Just hold on to it." Axesort told him, "Also I feel slightly urk that I am always being ask if I am some celestial being... My race are not savages... We are just proud.. and hunters. But not savages."
 
"Hello," The blacksmith shop had a male who was dressed fancy and a woman in smithing clothing who did not seem amused at what he had her making.
 
"Ah just arguing with the smith is all, what can we do for you?" the man asked


"I;m a blacksmith! not some art's and crafts dealer," the woman huffed
 
"Moonstone weapons... red tinted and with a jewel embedded in them. Then I would like two Katana's with black dragon scale infused in them." Axesort said without missing a beat.
 
"I have the dragon scale and I have the jewels I need put in the weapons." Axesort put down the sack and pulled out four jewels. All were as big the tip of a person's thumb. He also pulled out several black dragon scales dried, but large.
 
"I can do it," The girl Nina said "but what weapons do you want made of moonstone, its a tricky material it'll take a day to properly temper,"


"Nina let me handle this," The man said eyeing the gems.
 
"No. I will speak to your blacksmith. By the looks of it, she knows what she is doing." Axesort said before looking to the women. He walked to her before handing her the materials for her to examin. "Two daggers, one sword and one bow." Axesort told her, "Tinted red if you can. I need one childs sword that can just be normal moonstone."
 
She laid a critical eye on the scale "To mold it i'll need to rehydrate it to make it plyable, I've never dealt with scale this large or hard... rather remarkable pigmentation," she examined the stones next "these... are not normal stone... I can do what you ask but it will be more then a day task, I can tint the stone with either blood or powdered remnants of stone," she gave Axesort the choice. "Moonstone tends to have a rather heavey quality, and tints more to the orange tone in its natural state,"


The man was not happy he was the owner not her.
 
"I have a month. If I can leave sooner, that would be great. But I'd not rush what should not be rushed." Axesort told the women. "Which ever you need. If you need blood, I can offer my own." In fact.. if his blood was in the blade itself... it could make the stones react more to the wielder. These weapons could possibly become some very powerful ones. "I can use my blood. In fact I would insist. These weapons are meant for my daughters when they get older. They will be powerful with the ingredients I am handing you."
 
"If you wish it tinted with your blood I have no objections to useing it," Nina said "I am Ninette, Nina for short," she held out a hand "If we will do business I like to know my employer." she was a strong girl not human in origin though she looked human enough. The forges heat made most sweat though she was as dry as if there were no heat at all.
 

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