It's not going to use any of those. We are going to burn the array that channels holy energy into her skin as she wants.
- Location
- That light in the sky with a decaying orbit.
I've been looking at the kings orders, and everyone has been missing a few points.
Second, we will be re-fitting the armor that they already have rather then make them from scratch.
So most armors, we just add True-Silver Inlaid and Light Attunment: 12 segments of work.
First, he only wants us to work on their armor.
Second, we will be re-fitting the armor that they already have rather then make them from scratch.
So most armors, we just add True-Silver Inlaid and Light Attunment: 12 segments of work.
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60 days work total for just us. 10 days of smithing work, 50 days of enchantment work
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- Location
- That light in the sky with a decaying orbit.
I think Joyce Hale has been helping us with the enchanting.
@Lost Star: How much work does Joyce do while helping us do enchantments? Can we do 5 segments worth of the Light Attunement while she does the other 5?
That would give us some time to do something extra special for Lothar.
That requires us to know that we can do a light Atunement with an inlay. We don't know it will work since we haven't tried it.
No reason we couldn't.
Lothar
Continuing since there was both an agreement, and the fact that people were planning the other thing.
[X] Yes
"All right." You finally say, holding up your hands. "If you're that desperate."
"Good." The orc pulls you up. "Get dressed." She sets down a bar of truesilver next to you. "It would be better for you not to say anything after this."
"Don't plan on it ya nutty madwoman." You mutter, and hear her laugh.
"Oh yes. I am quite mad. But should you be provoking me if I am?" Her eyes glitter in the darkness, and you swallow.
It's a quick march to your forge. It's banked, but you can light it up immediately. Now that you are here, you are more in your element, and the job ahead is all that's in your mind. This is going to be frankly insane.
"Normally I do an etching by melting the metal and doing a small pour into cut lines." You start. "You want me to put in on your body. You do know this is insane right?"
The Orc laughs again. "Oh yes. But it's nothing compared to what would happen if you don't do it." Glittering teeth as she smiles.
You shake your head. "I hope you have a healing potion there too."
She says nothing as you take the metal ingot and slap it into your melting pot. Melting singing metals is probably the easiest part of the process. Since they have a relatively low melting point comparatively, you can just use a standard smelting process. It's the magic that makes it malleable.
You activate the light-forge, and pump mana into it. The flame turns a brilliant white, and you press down on the bellows to force the flame to flare. It takes time. With the Orc watching you the entire process. When the metal starts to melt, you pull it out, and get what you would normally use to etch something. And swallow again as you look at the Orc. Then you put down the tools.
She snarls and hefts her knife. "Should I cut a few places to give you some motivation?"
"No!" You hold up your hands. "I need the charcoal. I'm going to draw the sigils before I start."
Dear light this is mad, but the Orc nods and pulls off her shirt. You twitch just a bit, and then motion for her to turn around and lay on the anvil. She keeps an eye on you as you start to do the sigils up and down her back with the charcoal. A few twitches here and there, but remarkably calm considering what is going to be happening.
You grab a scrap of leather. Then look at the teeth she's showing, and grab a metal bar instead. "Bite."
She growls, and takes a moment to down several potions that you can't identify. Then takes the metal bar, and bites down.
"Light forgive me for this." You mutter, and begin the process of etching.
You forgo the standard engraving part. Instead using an incredibly risky process akin to painting the metal directly on with one of your more durable tools. The metal is molten, hot enough to singe bone. And when it hits her green skin it hisses almost malevolently.
She screams through the gag. And you try not to do so too as the smell of burned flesh starts to fill the forge.
But she doesn't move. She doesn't flinch. And you aren't weak willed enough to stop your job. No matter how much it makes you tear up. This has to be perfect. It's maddening. Hissing and sputtering molten metal shouldn't but put on a living being. It would kill normally. The heat alone is enough to make you sweat.
But whatever the Orc took is enough to make it tolerable. Insanely painful, but tolerable. Each line hisses on, and fuses with her skin unnaturally. You force the light into place with your meager abilities, and see sparks of green and black hiss back. Delicacy here. You can almost feel the Orc's magic fighting you, but she wanted this, and that makes all the difference.
You are surprised when you are finished. She had stopped screaming halfway through, and only the flinch each time the runes are put on made you think she's still alive. You cool down the array the second it's finished, and look it over, hoping against everything that you've managed to do this right.
It's a full array. As perfect as humanly possible.
The sun is starting to dawn, and you realize that you are absolutely exhausted. You stagger to the side of the forge, and are almost shocked to see the Orc get to her feet.
She doesn't look good at all. But she's alive at least. She downs another potion, and you can see the lines on her back hiss as the flesh closes around the metal. You shudder just a bit.
Then she's gone. Pulling on her shirt, and walking away without another word.
You need a drink.
You don't get one though. The knights are coming in today, and you have to evaluate the amount of work you need. So you push past the exhaustion, and get ready for the men.
Lothar is a large man. Imposing and commanding too. He comes into your forge as you are lining up the appropriate tools, and gives you a piercing look.
"You look like hell." He states bluntly.
"Rough night. Name's Wayland." You hold our your hand, and get a hearty handshake.
"I am Sir Lothar. Though you probably knew that. I understand you will be armoring my men and I?" Lothar smiles warmly.
"Yep." You can't help but smile back. "'Parently the king wants me to do some light etching on everything."
"I've heard. Anything that would help deal with that accursed Fel magic is welcome." Lothar looks around your forge. "Though this seems a bit small for twenty men and barding for our horses."
"That is because Wayland is mostly an experimenter." Officer Harding comes in with a stern expression. "While we are grateful for the faith from the king, this is going to be a fairly intensive project."
"Oh, likely." Lothar looks around the forge again and turns to address your superior. "So tell me, he's not going to be the only one right?"
"I just came in to speak with Wayland on this." Officer Harding turns to you. "Specialist Ray will be assisting you with the enchantments, and the I've contacted a few leatherworking specialists to handle the horse barding. If you can do a full remake of Sir Lothar's armor, they will handle the rest over the next two months."
"That's doable." You think out the timing. "Ya gotta leave at the end of the month?"
"Things aren't going well at the front." Lothar admits. "I do need to arrange a few things here though, and a month is around the amount of time it would take. If you can do my horse too, I would be even more grateful. Stalward has managed to take on half a dozen Orc berserkers at once. I'd hate for him to die from a lucky Warlock spell."
"All right." You nod.
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Commision requested: Plate armor, attuned to the light. Barding attuned to the light.
Barding added to the front page.
All materials are free for this request.
[X] Yes
"All right." You finally say, holding up your hands. "If you're that desperate."
"Good." The orc pulls you up. "Get dressed." She sets down a bar of truesilver next to you. "It would be better for you not to say anything after this."
"Don't plan on it ya nutty madwoman." You mutter, and hear her laugh.
"Oh yes. I am quite mad. But should you be provoking me if I am?" Her eyes glitter in the darkness, and you swallow.
It's a quick march to your forge. It's banked, but you can light it up immediately. Now that you are here, you are more in your element, and the job ahead is all that's in your mind. This is going to be frankly insane.
"Normally I do an etching by melting the metal and doing a small pour into cut lines." You start. "You want me to put in on your body. You do know this is insane right?"
The Orc laughs again. "Oh yes. But it's nothing compared to what would happen if you don't do it." Glittering teeth as she smiles.
You shake your head. "I hope you have a healing potion there too."
She says nothing as you take the metal ingot and slap it into your melting pot. Melting singing metals is probably the easiest part of the process. Since they have a relatively low melting point comparatively, you can just use a standard smelting process. It's the magic that makes it malleable.
You activate the light-forge, and pump mana into it. The flame turns a brilliant white, and you press down on the bellows to force the flame to flare. It takes time. With the Orc watching you the entire process. When the metal starts to melt, you pull it out, and get what you would normally use to etch something. And swallow again as you look at the Orc. Then you put down the tools.
She snarls and hefts her knife. "Should I cut a few places to give you some motivation?"
"No!" You hold up your hands. "I need the charcoal. I'm going to draw the sigils before I start."
Dear light this is mad, but the Orc nods and pulls off her shirt. You twitch just a bit, and then motion for her to turn around and lay on the anvil. She keeps an eye on you as you start to do the sigils up and down her back with the charcoal. A few twitches here and there, but remarkably calm considering what is going to be happening.
You grab a scrap of leather. Then look at the teeth she's showing, and grab a metal bar instead. "Bite."
She growls, and takes a moment to down several potions that you can't identify. Then takes the metal bar, and bites down.
"Light forgive me for this." You mutter, and begin the process of etching.
You forgo the standard engraving part. Instead using an incredibly risky process akin to painting the metal directly on with one of your more durable tools. The metal is molten, hot enough to singe bone. And when it hits her green skin it hisses almost malevolently.
She screams through the gag. And you try not to do so too as the smell of burned flesh starts to fill the forge.
But she doesn't move. She doesn't flinch. And you aren't weak willed enough to stop your job. No matter how much it makes you tear up. This has to be perfect. It's maddening. Hissing and sputtering molten metal shouldn't but put on a living being. It would kill normally. The heat alone is enough to make you sweat.
But whatever the Orc took is enough to make it tolerable. Insanely painful, but tolerable. Each line hisses on, and fuses with her skin unnaturally. You force the light into place with your meager abilities, and see sparks of green and black hiss back. Delicacy here. You can almost feel the Orc's magic fighting you, but she wanted this, and that makes all the difference.
You are surprised when you are finished. She had stopped screaming halfway through, and only the flinch each time the runes are put on made you think she's still alive. You cool down the array the second it's finished, and look it over, hoping against everything that you've managed to do this right.
It's a full array. As perfect as humanly possible.
The sun is starting to dawn, and you realize that you are absolutely exhausted. You stagger to the side of the forge, and are almost shocked to see the Orc get to her feet.
She doesn't look good at all. But she's alive at least. She downs another potion, and you can see the lines on her back hiss as the flesh closes around the metal. You shudder just a bit.
Then she's gone. Pulling on her shirt, and walking away without another word.
You need a drink.
You don't get one though. The knights are coming in today, and you have to evaluate the amount of work you need. So you push past the exhaustion, and get ready for the men.
Lothar is a large man. Imposing and commanding too. He comes into your forge as you are lining up the appropriate tools, and gives you a piercing look.
"You look like hell." He states bluntly.
"Rough night. Name's Wayland." You hold our your hand, and get a hearty handshake.
"I am Sir Lothar. Though you probably knew that. I understand you will be armoring my men and I?" Lothar smiles warmly.
"Yep." You can't help but smile back. "'Parently the king wants me to do some light etching on everything."
"I've heard. Anything that would help deal with that accursed Fel magic is welcome." Lothar looks around your forge. "Though this seems a bit small for twenty men and barding for our horses."
"That is because Wayland is mostly an experimenter." Officer Harding comes in with a stern expression. "While we are grateful for the faith from the king, this is going to be a fairly intensive project."
"Oh, likely." Lothar looks around the forge again and turns to address your superior. "So tell me, he's not going to be the only one right?"
"I just came in to speak with Wayland on this." Officer Harding turns to you. "Specialist Ray will be assisting you with the enchantments, and the I've contacted a few leatherworking specialists to handle the horse barding. If you can do a full remake of Sir Lothar's armor, they will handle the rest over the next two months."
"That's doable." You think out the timing. "Ya gotta leave at the end of the month?"
"Things aren't going well at the front." Lothar admits. "I do need to arrange a few things here though, and a month is around the amount of time it would take. If you can do my horse too, I would be even more grateful. Stalward has managed to take on half a dozen Orc berserkers at once. I'd hate for him to die from a lucky Warlock spell."
"All right." You nod.
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Commision requested: Plate armor, attuned to the light. Barding attuned to the light.
Barding added to the front page.
All materials are free for this request.
we are doing light attuned mithril armor with true silver inlays.
Would thorium armor with truesilver inlay's work? Or would the thorium ruin it?
Probably should make a test shield and hammer first before we make the armor so we know what happens. Shouldn't take too long.
Then we can remake the armor to specifications.
time estimates are armor and barding only
making it all out of truesilver would take 18.25 days of work
Mithril inlayed with true silver would take 19.25 days of work
thorium with True silver inlay would 19.75 days of work.
we could then spend 9 days making him either a sword or a sheild
making it all out of truesilver would take 18.25 days of work
Mithril inlayed with true silver would take 19.25 days of work
thorium with True silver inlay would 19.75 days of work.
we could then spend 9 days making him either a sword or a sheild
Someone else is doing the barding. Which means we only need to make the weapons and armor.
Yes it would. Tis why they are something you can make actually.
Was amused by the general speculation, but I figure I can give you this without issues. It's even in character knowledge too.
What about Mithril with Truesilver inlay?
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- That light in the sky with a decaying orbit.
Do we need to choose both a metal quality and a leather quality for platemail in step 2?
having this guy like us would be a good thing.
hope not, i would have to redo my numbers.