Normally I would give you a fate point for pursuing your motivation and pushing your skill, but since you are using one, I'm going to delay it a bit. Lets say I owe you one for later when this fate alteration comes to a conclusion. You did change my plans with this some, but you won't notice it till later.
[X] Plan Fated Thorium Holy Aegis Revised
-[X] Platemail(+4), Thorium(+5), Truesilver Inlaid(+2), Gold Inlay(+1), Blue Quality(+15), Light Attunement (+10), Item Durability(+3), Stamina(+3), Strength(+3), Agility(+3)
-[X] Platemail Barding(+5), Truesilver(+4) Gold Inlay(+1), Green Quality(+5), Light Attunement (+10), Item Durability(+3), Stamina(+3), Strength(+3)
-[X] Spend a fate point to improve the quality of Lothar's armour.
-[X] Beg and borrow the best tools you can. Ask your fellows for advice for making thorium armour
-[x] Buy drinks and relax at the bar to recover.
Lothar treats this as a casual thing. Joking, and trying to set you at ease when he comes in for the measurements. But for you it's a big deal This is important for you in several ways. It's a chance to fulfill your dream for once. To make something for a Hero. Lothar is a respected and famous man already. Loved by the men, and someone who you can genuinely look up to.
So you want this to be good. Great even. So you ask a favor from your co-workers. Smith is the one who really takes the time to respond. He takes a break from his very important work even, and lends you his tools. Specially designed to work with Thorium, his hammers and implements are at the very top of the line. The man is almost supernaturally patient as he guides you through the process, and having his assistance smooths what would otherwise be a very error-prone process into something smoother.
The armor takes shape slowly though, and Smith goes back to work once you finally get it down. You forge over roaring heat, and shining light. Even have to invest in a pair of tinted goggles to keep from blinding yourself. The Thorium is horrifically stubborn. It resists at every point, but you push it into shape and carve in the appropriate designs. Then it's time for the truesilver, and the gold.
The light is sipped up almost greedily into those two. The Truesilver going into a near shining white, and the gold shifting to something even more prominent. Over the metal in intricate patterns they go, and you force the light to align with them.
But you aren't satisfied with just that. This armor is going to be your greatest work yet. You demand that. So you go all out. Your new golden enchanting rod grows hot as you push the magic into the still hot metal. Everything you know, and everything you have learned is accumulating into this one point.
The armor glimmers when you are finished. A beautiful work of art that stands prominently, and likely has no equal in Stormwind. It's something you can be proud of. Even the leather straps holding it into place worked perfectly, despite your inexperience in working that particular part. You have actually outdone yourself on it.
By contrast, the horse barding is almost plain. It's still very good armor, but you honestly didn't have the time to perfect that and the armor for Lothar. The straps and unfamiliar configuration hindered you greatly in that you feel. It fits the horse fine though, and is a marked upgrade from the previous steel plating. With the light attunment, it's going to be enough to keep the horse alive. With the enchantments, it's even going to be a bit better. The previous stuff hadn't even had that.
You've worked day to night on this combo, and barely taken the time to rest. You now know why dwarves drink so much at least, and have become a bit of a regular at the inn. Good food, and good drink go a long way of letting you relax from the frankly brutal work you've been doing.
But you've made the deadline, and Lothar comes in for the final fitting for his armor soon afterward.
"Cutting it close aren't you?" He jokes as he walks in.
You probably look horrible, but you manage to muster up a smile. "Got it done on time. Already got the horse stuff at the stables."
"Tell me you are taking a break after this." Lothar looks rather concerned. "You didn't have to kill yourself for this."
"I'm fine, am a tough son o' a croc." You chuckle. "Just been pushin' it kinda close. So ya, taking a break after this."
You pick up the armor, and Lothar raises an eyebrow. "You sure you didn't confuse me with the king?"
That gets a laugh from you. "Truesilver is best fer this. Though apparently gold is too." You shrug and begin to place the appropriate pieces on the man's body.
Proper platemail is like a second skin. It has to be aligned precisely against the body, and strapped tightly. Each part needs to be secure, and most importantly stable. Chafing might be fine to work through for a few minutes, but one usually is in armor for hours at a time. Chafing will become bleeding, and then possibly infection. Plus, if you're incorrect in a measurement, it could restrict movement too much. In essence, proper platemail is a precisely tailored work of art.
This one more than most. When it's finally fitted, Lothar has a presence that is unmistakable. Better still, it fits perfectly.
You are proud of this piece.
"I do believe you have outdone yourself specialist." Lothar muses as he flexes the armor, and tilts his head this way and that to check the coller. "I've not felt a better set of armor." He rapps a guantleted hand against his side. "Even better, I've not felt one more solid. And I've dealt with a lot."
"Am proud of it." You are a bit embarrased, but very proud too.
"You should be." Lothar claps you on the shoulder. "Does this have a name? An armor like this should have one."
You nod as you step back and look it over. "Holy Aegis was thinking."
"Then so it shall be." Lothar nods. "Now I fear to cut this short, but I have to saddle up and leave. Any further adjustments will be done in the field."
"Sounds good."
When the man leaves, you sag just a bit. You walk to your bed, and basically crash into it. You were careful not to overwork yourself, but dear light was the past month hard. You don't think you will have it in you to do that again anytime soon. So you basically take a few days off with approval from Officer Harding.
Of course your leave is cut short soon after as news from the front with the Orcs comes thundering back.
They have razed a town called Northshire to the ground, and are marching towards Stormwind.
Any further projects are on hold, and you with the other specialists are now on repairing duty. Hundreds of broken and bleeding soldiers are being pulled back to Stormwind. Your duty now is to get their armor and weapons into something resembling a good shape.
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You may plan for the next month. You are to dedicate at least 7 segments a week to working on repairs. You are working on a team, so don't worry about volume, this is just the minimum that Wayland needs to work to keep things moving appropriately.
Note, pay is suspended for the moment as well. You got paid for last month, but don't expect to be paid this month. It's considered to be owed.
Made: Holy Aegis - Purple Quality - STR++, AGI++ , STA++, Light Blessed.
Blacksmithing
-150 You may now salvage metal to recoup your costs
Leatherworking Perks
- 25 Armor cost is reduced by one, to a minimum of 1
- 50 Light Leather Reinforcement
Enchating Perks
- 175 When you are enchanting for more than 10 segments, you may reduce it by 1 to a minimum of 10
- 200 Upgrades your stat enhancers
