Post by xkcdapostle on Dec 3, 2011 8:57:18 GMT -5
User Login : XKCD Apostle
Character Name : Vesur Kesten
Item : Arcane Quill, or some other writing tool
Item Bonuses : Feat Scribe Scroll
Caster of Enchantments : Vesur Kesten
Feedback Desired : Yes
RP for the Forging:
"The sorcerers lack the knowledge, they lack the discipline to share their knowledge, no more shall this be", Vesur says to the Netherilese forge in the Extradimesional Sanctuary.
"This Sanctum will be the fires and energy of change; from here I shall create the Ultimate Weapon for the Champions of the Great Work"
Vesur holds a bar of Steel, holding it with his magic's in the spiralling energies of the forge. As it melts Vesur attempts to shape the steel into the form it must make, the energies tax him as they attempt to form the steel to its chaos. Only the cold empirical will of the Wizard holds the melting steel in the shape of a feather.
A tip is made and a Quill of steel, unenchanted, glows red in the agonies of its birth. Vesur then summons a Shadow Mastiff, whom willing lies down at the command: plunging the Quill into the Mastiff to cool it with the blood and flesh of the Shadow. The Mastiff howls out in a death cry as the Quills heat bursts its heart.
Pleased, Vesur then summons the Quill, still warm, into his palm. The Steel is scabbed with the elements of the Mastiff added to its mix. Then the steel is cleaned, showing the stronger alloy of the steel.
The cleaned Quill is ready; Vesur places it on the nearby workbench clear of his Colleagues works. Vesur then etches Dwarven runes onto the surface and prepares to cast the spell to imbue the ability of the Quill to scribe knowledge for the sorcerers. He then sharpens the point, keening the edge.
"No more shall I be barred from the knowledge and the spells of the Sorcerer, no one can hold their knowledge from me now." Vesur says as he then cants the spell, invoking the weave.
The Hammer and Anvil of the Great Work continue to beat, the clang of the Quill, the screams of the engines of industry and the sound of progress are heard only in the Sanctum.
Character Name : Vesur Kesten
Item : Arcane Quill, or some other writing tool
Item Bonuses : Feat Scribe Scroll
Caster of Enchantments : Vesur Kesten
Feedback Desired : Yes
RP for the Forging:
"The sorcerers lack the knowledge, they lack the discipline to share their knowledge, no more shall this be", Vesur says to the Netherilese forge in the Extradimesional Sanctuary.
"This Sanctum will be the fires and energy of change; from here I shall create the Ultimate Weapon for the Champions of the Great Work"
Vesur holds a bar of Steel, holding it with his magic's in the spiralling energies of the forge. As it melts Vesur attempts to shape the steel into the form it must make, the energies tax him as they attempt to form the steel to its chaos. Only the cold empirical will of the Wizard holds the melting steel in the shape of a feather.
A tip is made and a Quill of steel, unenchanted, glows red in the agonies of its birth. Vesur then summons a Shadow Mastiff, whom willing lies down at the command: plunging the Quill into the Mastiff to cool it with the blood and flesh of the Shadow. The Mastiff howls out in a death cry as the Quills heat bursts its heart.
Pleased, Vesur then summons the Quill, still warm, into his palm. The Steel is scabbed with the elements of the Mastiff added to its mix. Then the steel is cleaned, showing the stronger alloy of the steel.
The cleaned Quill is ready; Vesur places it on the nearby workbench clear of his Colleagues works. Vesur then etches Dwarven runes onto the surface and prepares to cast the spell to imbue the ability of the Quill to scribe knowledge for the sorcerers. He then sharpens the point, keening the edge.
"No more shall I be barred from the knowledge and the spells of the Sorcerer, no one can hold their knowledge from me now." Vesur says as he then cants the spell, invoking the weave.
The Hammer and Anvil of the Great Work continue to beat, the clang of the Quill, the screams of the engines of industry and the sound of progress are heard only in the Sanctum.
