Serpenteye
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Endur said:
ooc: Everything but the sword.
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ooc: Everything but the sword.
Paxus Asclepius
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Wrahn said:(ooc: Does Meekel know anything about Abd-Ratep (KSlanes +28, Lore +25)? Assuming they take him up on his offer of looking for buyers he will attempt to locate some (Gather Information+27 to try and locate anyone looking to buy))
As you recall, Abd-Ratep was the highest lieutenant of Horus-Re, but went entirely insane and slaughtered a city which had become a hotbed of Set worship, burning it to the ground and sowing the ground with salt.
Brother Shatterstone
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Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)
Brystasia grins at his embarrassment before turning serious, “I think you for the offer to help us but as Sandorel said we can not agree to sale them without first talking to are companions but I imagine that some of the items will need to be sold.” She quickly helps Sandorel in gathers up the items, “Meekel, I honestly can not think you enough for your help and hospitality.” She pauses long enough to flash an sincere smile before finishing her thought, “ but I must say think you one more time.”
With that she turns to Sandorel with an infectious smile, “I do appreciate your company today and I’m very pleased that your going to brave the Waterdeep Market with me.”
As they leave the school of magic the streets of Waterdeep have filled the day is no longer young and most of the residents of Waterdeep are heading home but Brystasia takes the crowd in stride and their process through the streets to their destination is fairly reasonable for Brystasia as a number of people commoner and rich alike approach Brystasia hoping to receive Sune’s blessing, which often included a kiss on the cheek or forehead depending upon the size of the recipient, or hoping to exchange words quickly with the famously gorgeous Brystasia. She gives each, from commoner to noble, their moment in the sun and tries her best to make each one feel as special as possible. The crowd though nearly all friendly includes the lewd and crude ones that suggest various activities that they would like to do to her but Brystasia takes it all in stride, never surprised and never showing anything other than a radiant smile as she explains to them the need for the emotion of love for without it those acts mean nothing.
The people in the crowd always seem to change but the crowd never seems to change but finally it dies out as they reach the richer section of the market where their destination is. As they near it Brystasia apologizes to Sandorel, “I’m sorry for all that. Its something I’ve grown accustomed too but I imagine it must be disconcerting to you in some ways.”
She pauses as she points to a building that looks really no different than all the others in the area with the exception of the massive amount of smoke that pored from it chimney. Brystasia explained to Sandorel, “This is Master Akin Tundraleaf’s workshop.” She pauses as huge smiles forms on her face, “He’s a absolute master artist when it comes to crafting all forums of weapons and he has agreed to create a commission for me.”
Their trip now finished Brystasia opens the door in her own excitement and anxiously looks around before calling out, “Master Tundraleaf are you still here?”
Brystasia grins at his embarrassment before turning serious, “I think you for the offer to help us but as Sandorel said we can not agree to sale them without first talking to are companions but I imagine that some of the items will need to be sold.” She quickly helps Sandorel in gathers up the items, “Meekel, I honestly can not think you enough for your help and hospitality.” She pauses long enough to flash an sincere smile before finishing her thought, “ but I must say think you one more time.”
With that she turns to Sandorel with an infectious smile, “I do appreciate your company today and I’m very pleased that your going to brave the Waterdeep Market with me.”
As they leave the school of magic the streets of Waterdeep have filled the day is no longer young and most of the residents of Waterdeep are heading home but Brystasia takes the crowd in stride and their process through the streets to their destination is fairly reasonable for Brystasia as a number of people commoner and rich alike approach Brystasia hoping to receive Sune’s blessing, which often included a kiss on the cheek or forehead depending upon the size of the recipient, or hoping to exchange words quickly with the famously gorgeous Brystasia. She gives each, from commoner to noble, their moment in the sun and tries her best to make each one feel as special as possible. The crowd though nearly all friendly includes the lewd and crude ones that suggest various activities that they would like to do to her but Brystasia takes it all in stride, never surprised and never showing anything other than a radiant smile as she explains to them the need for the emotion of love for without it those acts mean nothing.
The people in the crowd always seem to change but the crowd never seems to change but finally it dies out as they reach the richer section of the market where their destination is. As they near it Brystasia apologizes to Sandorel, “I’m sorry for all that. Its something I’ve grown accustomed too but I imagine it must be disconcerting to you in some ways.”
She pauses as she points to a building that looks really no different than all the others in the area with the exception of the massive amount of smoke that pored from it chimney. Brystasia explained to Sandorel, “This is Master Akin Tundraleaf’s workshop.” She pauses as huge smiles forms on her face, “He’s a absolute master artist when it comes to crafting all forums of weapons and he has agreed to create a commission for me.”
Their trip now finished Brystasia opens the door in her own excitement and anxiously looks around before calling out, “Master Tundraleaf are you still here?”
Paxus Asclepius
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Brother Shatterstone said:
A tenor voice wafts out from the forge, where the faint sounds of metal being ground can be heard. "Lady Purelove? I'll be with you in a minute." Some fifteen minutes later, an elven man strides out. His long blond hair is tied back severely, and his elegant tunic and breeches are mostly covered by a thick leather smock. He greets Brystasia with a kiss on each cheek, then treats Sandorel likewise. "Come in, come in. Tell me what you desire, and it shall be yours."
Brother Shatterstone
Dark Moderator of PbP
Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)
Brystasia smiles fondly at the shorter elf, “Master Tundraleaf, I'm relieved that Hestia did indeed drop of my note off so you would expect me, I had no idea we would be running this late and I apologize for it.” She pauses with another smiles as she pulls out a tightly rolled piece of parchment from within a fold in her dress. The fold it seems is a cleverly hidden pocket but one suited for only small objects as anything bigger would detract from the artistic nature of the dress.
As she hands over the parchment and starts to talk about her desires for the commission her turquoise eyes take upon a distant zealous look almost like she sees something inspiring in the distance, “I’m sure you remember in passing about my desire to commission a blade blessed by Sune and also for my knighthood? Well, Sune’s has blessed me for as with my recent donation of the cache of objects from the auction the church has allot me the sum to have the blade made. My design is on the parchment but I will admit it’s far more artistic than functional and that’s why I’m here, Master Tundraleaf, I know only you can keep my artistic expression and turn it into a weapon with Sune’s blessing." She blushes slightly at she realize she had become distant, “As for what type of blade I’ll leave that to Master Tundraleaf, but that long bladed elven rapier that you carry has always caught my eye.” She gives a hopeful smile slightly wondering if he will show her the blade one more time, “Anyhow I can’t imagine how busy you are and I know it will take a great deal of time but if it’s possible to put a rush on it you will have my undying gratitude.”
Brystasia smiles fondly at the shorter elf, “Master Tundraleaf, I'm relieved that Hestia did indeed drop of my note off so you would expect me, I had no idea we would be running this late and I apologize for it.” She pauses with another smiles as she pulls out a tightly rolled piece of parchment from within a fold in her dress. The fold it seems is a cleverly hidden pocket but one suited for only small objects as anything bigger would detract from the artistic nature of the dress.
As she hands over the parchment and starts to talk about her desires for the commission her turquoise eyes take upon a distant zealous look almost like she sees something inspiring in the distance, “I’m sure you remember in passing about my desire to commission a blade blessed by Sune and also for my knighthood? Well, Sune’s has blessed me for as with my recent donation of the cache of objects from the auction the church has allot me the sum to have the blade made. My design is on the parchment but I will admit it’s far more artistic than functional and that’s why I’m here, Master Tundraleaf, I know only you can keep my artistic expression and turn it into a weapon with Sune’s blessing." She blushes slightly at she realize she had become distant, “As for what type of blade I’ll leave that to Master Tundraleaf, but that long bladed elven rapier that you carry has always caught my eye.” She gives a hopeful smile slightly wondering if he will show her the blade one more time, “Anyhow I can’t imagine how busy you are and I know it will take a great deal of time but if it’s possible to put a rush on it you will have my undying gratitude.”
Paxus Asclepius
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Brother Shatterstone said:
"I know a trick or two to hurry things, but they're costly. Not just money, either. How soon do you want it?"
Brother Shatterstone
Dark Moderator of PbP
Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)
Brystasia smiles, “Well honestly I would like it for my knighting ceremony but I’m not sure how realistic that is…” she pauses as she stops to consider her words, “The ceremony’s date is still unscheduled at this time as the high priest and high priestess believe they need extra time to plan as they feel like it my be high anticipated by the people of Waterdeep and the surrounding area. So we can always work around your schedule Master Tundraleaf, besides I wouldn’t feel right spending Sune’s money, or putting you through undue stress, just to have a simple weapon made.”
Brystasia smiles at the elven man, “Is their anything else that you acquire of my Mater Tundraleaf?”
Brystasia smiles, “Well honestly I would like it for my knighting ceremony but I’m not sure how realistic that is…” she pauses as she stops to consider her words, “The ceremony’s date is still unscheduled at this time as the high priest and high priestess believe they need extra time to plan as they feel like it my be high anticipated by the people of Waterdeep and the surrounding area. So we can always work around your schedule Master Tundraleaf, besides I wouldn’t feel right spending Sune’s money, or putting you through undue stress, just to have a simple weapon made.”
Brystasia smiles at the elven man, “Is their anything else that you acquire of my Mater Tundraleaf?”
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Paxus Asclepius
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Endur said:
"The sword is called Kepesk'Athear, or Heavenly Storm. It was made by the Peacock Angel for one of his companions, a warrior by the name of Amerrockh. It was lost when he fell in battle against the demon lord Grazz't, and has mouldered in his treasury until the Seer stole it. As you may have observed, it has a mind of its own, and is capable of wielding itself; this makes it a potent weapon, but a dangerous one if you betray its trust."
The priest clears his throat nervously. "The fee, I believe, was mentioned? It totals 2,000 gold pieces."
Serpenteye
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Brother Shatterstone said:
He answers musingly, "There's no need to apologize, on the contrary. They are an interesting example of divine transposition. To most of these people Sune is a distant abstract. They seem to not worship her, but you, despite your best efforts... Or because of them."
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