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Post by Levina Halland on Jul 13, 2008 21:57:14 GMT -6
Name: Mist Appearance: Two are made of celestial bronze, two are made of regular steelAbilities: It can throw poisioned spikes Length: Whatever Height: ^^ Weight: ^^ Inactive Form: Silver feather necklace Levina had known what kind of weapon she had wanted from the beginning, and was ecstatic to know she got to get it for free. Her ice-blue eyes glittered with anticipation of using it on the battlefield, swinging it and hitting any mortal, any immortal, and having it hurt both. And the fact that she wished it to throw spikes may make the using of it that much more enjoyable. She smiled and handed the form in to the Blacksmith, sat down, and waited patiently.
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Post by Chiron on Jul 13, 2008 22:17:11 GMT -6
The blacksmith heard the girl come in the shop and saw that she had an order form. He took it from here. Welcome to camp. Daughter of Ares, ay? I can always tell his kids from the others. Fine taste in weapons. He smiled at the girl, approvingly. This'll take me a pretty good while. I hope your comfortable. With that, he walked to his forges. ------------------------------------------------------------ The hours went by and the blacksmith finally appeared into the shop. Alright, her she be. He showed the weapon to the girl. All your specifications have been met. I made four feet long, not to long but not extremely short. As you can see, I don't have it in the inactive form because it needs to sit for at least another twenty four hours, possibly more. That poison is a tricky thing to deal with. I, personally, don't like fooling with it. To messy or somethin'. Anyway, here ya go. He wrapped the weapon in a brown paper as he always did and handed it to the girl along with the reciept. He mumbled a thanks as he walked back to his forges.
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Post by Levina Halland on Jul 14, 2008 18:16:12 GMT -6
Levina gingerly took the package, ice-blue eyes glittering as she felt the subtle power emanating from the packaging. She couldn't wait to open it, too put it in inactive form and slip the chain over her neck. "Thank you!" She smiled, and headed out the door.
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