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 Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 5:35 pm
 This blacksmith shop was once owned by another member of this clan but of recent events Reaper has now taken over this shop to keep the business flowing. From here many weapons can be developed, enhanced, remodeled. Its a rather large place that way there is much room for the guests and buyers. Along the walls there are varies weapons and protective armor decorating the place. There's shields, swords, lances, spears, daggers, axes, maces, scythes you name it we got it. All of which are on sale if anyone is interested of course. Not only does this smithery builds weapons but also forged together armor of all sorts. This place can enhance anything with magical charms that would give a weapon an extended hidden ability that could only be channeled by the user of the weapon. Oh, and we also repair that way you wouldn't have to spend countless gold on buying a new weapon. Welcome to the, Artillery of the Gods.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 3:44 am
It was a long walk from the Mens Lodging but Reaper soon found herself upon the smithery establishment. The wooden sign hanged lazily upon the door with black bold capitals clearly stating it was close. In truth it had been closed ever since Reaper were assigned all the developments and projects of the clan. On the very bottom of that list she had to get the smithery ready for business for whenever the developments and construction are finally finished for both towns that the clan had split up into. In a way Reaper found this to be more of a personal project though in truth it was still tiring. Ever since she got the assignments she had been working on them every night with the blue prints, planning, contruction all of it. All of which bringing her to a conclusion that she needed a serious break before having some sort of stressful melt down. That was the hope she had of doing when she went to the Men's Lodging but instead it was nearly the exact opposite. Early birds were beginning to chirp signalling her that Father Sun was about to rise at any moment now.
Another full night that had gone by with very or no sleep her body was beginning to feel the strain of it as well. Pushing off her complaints to the back of her mind she pulled out the bronze key to the front door of the abandon Smithery Shop. A gentle click came from the knob before the door simply creaked longily open towards Reaper. The entire place was eerie with darkness snapping her fingers a bright light flashed within the room. Revealing the cobwebs upon the roof and walls the small rodents scurring about wildly upon the floor. Walking into the smithery she lifted up a knocked over chair a good load of dust swooping off it the moment she had kicked it up. Unbuttoning the front of her coat she set it upon the back of the chair. Her fingers running through her hair which was hastily put up within a good bun on the back of her head. Finding a broom in the far off corner she snatched it up in her hands. Starting from the end of the large room so that all the dust would slowly make its way towards the open door.
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