RP Tavern (Name never set in stone!)

[aceofeagles]

You retract your wings and sit and poperly set your self. Forks on this side....spoon there. Cloth in neck.
 Hat off. Posture straight.

You look at Carn....You mumble..."more like carnivor... "

You take some scampi

[Paladin Cykas]

Cykas takes a swig from the canteen of water at his side before saying, "Yes. We're almost like a guild that happens to have a religion attached. I won't preach to you, that's not my job, but we're focused mainly on recovering things from the Old World. Scrap, tech, knowledge, almost anything we can find. Once we have it, we adapt it or remake it to suit this world and use it to help those we can. The religion is based on similar ideals, 'Use the Old to help the New', that kind of thing."

[Paladin Cykas]

Cykas reaches down to pat the foot-long blades of the bayonets strapped to his legs. "I found a bunch of these in an old building when i first started my paladin training. Melted a few down and reforged them to make the blades longer and stronger. So far the only fight I've lost with these by my side was one where the other guys had guns. You have any idea how hard it is to scavenge Old world guns that still work? or even parts for them?" Cykas shook his head and began eating his pasta, continuing after a few mouthfuls, "Bloody nightmare it is."

[aceofeagles]

"you make better blades then......i may need your assistance on an intresting sword im working on...if i may..i shall show you the picture.."

you take out a diagram of the sword.



"it is a legendary sword it is called the time splitter. it is able to swing so fast it is said to have cut the fabric of time itself...i have all the diagrams and everything for it to be made. i just need the materials."

[Koali]

*Eats the diagrams, then offers Cykas a plate.*

"Pasta, Mr. Cykas? Oh, whoops, you already have some."

*Serves self a generous portion, then eats it at a civilized pace, taking time to savor it.*

I'm sorry. I really am. But I'm the OP, and I'm making the executive decision: Trolls, magic, and Kirbies? Yes. But I will not have you extending that to swords. There shall be no Hollywood swords.

[Paladin Cykas]

Cykas chuckled to himself. "Well there you have it, it seems I wont be able to make that sword. As it is, i probably wouldnt have been able to make it anyway. something like that requires a master smith, and im far from that. These blades are strong, but ultimately simple. Most smiths could make them with ease." He takes a few more mouthfuls of pasta. "And ultimately, these are tools of defense, for both myself and the priests and scavengers which I am usually tasked with protecting. Your fancy sword does not sound like something used only in defense, and I would not make a weapon that is not for defense of others. None of the Iron Hand would. The Old souls guide us and protect us, but do not wish to be used for slaughter."

[aceofeagles]

You see the diagram get eaten..

"M...M...M...MY..MY DIAGRAM."

sorry bout dat.

[Koali]

"Instead, I propose we experiment with different blade shapes made of hemovibrium."

Speaking of which, what color is hemovibrium? Is it red, or does it look like steel?

[Carn]

(think silvery with a slight reddish hue)

(Carn) "Ahem, you need a smith? I may not be a master smith, but I am a certified journeyman. Also," unstraps Roxane from his back "She, is an old world design." straps her back on "Found the designs for her in an old military base." looks at the bayonets "Average quality metal, maybe sub par. Hemovibrium, just so you know, is twice as strong, and twice as light as iron."

outside the group hears a familiar sounding set of engines

(Ingur) "Ummm Carn?"

(Carn) "You've got to be kidding me. Again?"

Major Gunhild walks inside, two of her engineers behind her, carrying a crate

[aceofeagles]

you put on your mask and hat to hide your identity to the Majour.

"~whistle~"

you whisper to koali.

"that diagram was wrote on the most hottest pepper skin ever..."

you sit back up.

[Carn]

(Gunhild) "Well captain, those were some interesting notes you gave me. You were right, the techies did love it." she cracks open the crate "So, as a reward, you get the first set of Hemovibrium armor." she pulls out the helmet to show him

(Carn) "Well that will save some time." goes over and looks in the crate

(Gunhild) "Considering its much lighter than the old armor, this means our forces can carry more equipment in the field. You get the honor of the first field test. Also on an unrelated not, while I was flying here, I saw a storm brew up right over here and then disappear in minutes." looks Carn dead in the eye "You finally unblocked it?"

(Carn) 'Yep."

[aceofeagles]

you start to read the majours mind to reveal some...secrets...

You muffle a chuckle in your mask.

"Majour. May i ask where you found this..."hemovibrium"

Even though you already knew.

[Carn]

(Gunhild) gives Spades a death stare "Get out of my head."

(Carn) leans over to Spades "Gunhild has dealt with telepaths before. Don't piss her off. Also it is Major, not Majour."

(Gunhild) "And if you bothered to look, you'd know its not a natural metal."

(Carn) "Its a pre-war alloy, I managed to find the recipe. And that is now safely in the hands of Anglean scientists."

(Gunhild) "Indeed, the Anglean military is getting an upgrade." grins a grin bordering on evil

[aceofeagles]

"Yawn.... army's getting new upgrades for the other armies to make more upgrades WHOOP. DEE.FRIKIN. DOO."

you get up from the table.You pick up the helmet....

"All i see is death. Not protection. But death. You see majour." Putting as much emphasis in the ur as possible."in the end your army will be like all the rest of many armies to come. Failed and dead."

You put down the helmet on the table.

"what your doing...is all for naught."

You walk out and jump off the balcony and start flying.

[Carn]

(Gunhild) "Everything that lives must die, that is the way of things. For the time being we gain an advantage over our enemies."

(Carn) "Eh, he was raised by a Baron. Ergo he can be rather melodramatic and moody, and get caught up on obscure philosophical points."