Zeke Allen
Year I
Son of Hades
Corpse Breath
Posts: 8
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Post by Zeke Allen on Jul 10, 2008 22:08:38 GMT -6
Zeke looked around hesitantly as he entered the blacksmiths shop. He had barley been in camp for an hour but his mom told him that he needed a weapon to protect himself. By now he had already figured out that the scalpels he tried to fight with were useless against the monsters and he sighed. Zeke opened the door of the blacksmiths shop and looked around. For a few seconds he stood in the doorway before reaching down to his shin. He raised his pant leg and removed the homemade sheath for the ten scalpels which he had taken from his mom's work shop. He walked over to an open table."Use these please." he said in his quiet rusty voice as he laid down his hand drawn plans and the ten scalpels.
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Post by Chiron on Jul 10, 2008 23:40:47 GMT -6
The blacksmith gave the kid a weird look. He decided not to ask about the razor blades. So, this is your first weapon, is it? I can always tell by the look in the customer's eyes if they have experience or not. He paused to think. This is what I will do, I will only make one of these gloves for you. I know Chiron or any of the others in charge would hate for me to give a beginner two dangerous weapons. He picked up a mug, sitting on the counter, and took a big gulp. Sit down, get comfortable. This will take me a few hours. He continued to mumble as he walked out to his forges. ---------------------------------------------- All finished. He said, with an approved look, as he walked back into the shop. Well, take a look at your new puppy. As you can see I got pretty much all the modifications ya ordered except the max length is about 9 feet. It would mess your balance up if it was twenty. He laughed. He always thought beginners were funny people. Well, here ya go. He hastily put the glove in a bag and got the receipt. He handed the bag and reciept to the demigod. Thanks for stoppin' bye. [OCC: Make sure to reply to this post IC.]
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Zeke Allen
Year I
Son of Hades
Corpse Breath
Posts: 8
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Post by Zeke Allen on Jul 10, 2008 23:46:17 GMT -6
Zeke looked at the glove in his hands and blinked. He had wanted it to grow to twenty feet so he would be able to hit a target from farther away. The idea of actually swinging something twenty feet long was crazy. He picked up the five remaining scalpels and sheathed them on his shin. He lifted up the claw that was in his hand and decided that this claw would be Dawn since it came first. He looked at the blacksmith and smiled. He bowed and then put the glove on. He ran his finger down the center blade and finger. The metal collapsed and warped until the glove was no more and in its place was a bracelet with black beads and five white fangs. He bowed again and then jogged out of the blacksmith's forge.
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