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Nephi Journeyman


Joined: 17 May 2004 Posts: 289 Location: Im mostly around the Hostel
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Posted: Thu Aug 26, 2004 1:29 am Post subject: The Forging |
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He could hardly realize how he manged to retrieve the phoenix fire, but he did. Nephi returned shortly to Sanctus to discover something he wasnt quite ready for. A pint of ale and a few minutes later Nephi was alright. He set out for the last and most hardest thing imaginable, A paladin to willingly give his light away. He searched high and low through Luna and its outskirts. He was about to give up until he found himself fighting off brigands that were raiding a caravan. Finshing them off, Nephi looked around the area and found a massacre of small time merchants he had met before. He almost couldn't bear it, but he gave them all a proper burial. Saying a quiet prayer, Nephi was interrupted by loud moaning and groaning. He searched around and found that the brigands had dragged a man into their main tent and tortured him. Nephi quickly tended to his wounds and carried him back to Luna. The man quickly recovered and was on his feet in no time. Reba had told Nephi that his name was Kortell, a paladin knight of Luna. He was escorting the caravan through Malas. Kortell talked around and found out Nephi was in dire need of something very valuable and righteous. He thought deep into the night about it and came to him with an answer. "Nephi, you saved my life. I would be an honor to give myself to your worthy cause."
And with that Nephi, Reba, Kortell, and a Legendary Blacksmith all gathered around in Lunas workshop. Nephi set the treefellows bark down into the forge and sprinkled the dried oak leaves onto it. He opened the bottle of fire and set it in as well. The Blasksmith took the fairy wing and fanned the flames. Nephi then smelted all of his Knighthood Crusader Swords down into a pool of liquid iron. Then, the vial of silver blood was poured into it. Reba meditated through the night, chanting in a language unkown to any of them. The morning after, Kortell was ready. He steadied himself, readying for the perfect time. Reba shouted, "Now!" And with that Kortell release himslef of his Light. Days past before the sword was totally complete, but when it was placed into Nephis hands, he named it Kortells Sacrifice and placed in in the sheath he made the night before. |
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