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[RP] Rebellion: time of day: Morning Weather: Stormy Moon phase: half moon.

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Aquashin:
I was wondering, could you help me make a weapon that even I could use well, please, Raithen needs my help.

She stares at Sludge with pleading eyes. as Alyx looked and her and nooded

"Of course, and i know just the weapon, pretty easy to make"

she smiles as they get to her workshop and she turns on the forge

"but i need you to help me, i need you to get some leather ready for me, and i will showyou how"

she smiles as she shows an example to Kyra

The-Blades-slave:
Kyra

Kyra smiles as they enter the workshop,

I need you to prepare some leather for me.

She smiles and does as Alyx showed her.

Tickles:
Hamon leaves for his cave again. With another swift ride, he was back home. He went to his dark alter, the same one where he did the ritual before.

Bring me a heart, now.

A minion brought over a human heart. Hamon cut it open, and placed his hand inside for some blood. With it, he drew runes all around the alter, then placed the heart in the center.

There, everything is ready.

lubbies:
I exit Daylins room. I've been chosen for some "secret strike force" or something. I decide to take a stroll since I have nothing better to do. I notice my old cloak that I discarded lying on the floor. I pick it up, wipe away some dust and put it on. There are tatters near the bottom but the whole thing is more or less in one piece. I remember my parents and how I defied them.

Me-I'm in so much trouble.

I decide to go to the training ground to let off some steam.

Aquashin:
Alyx keeps working on her metal, making it thin and tempered, to ensure its toughness, as well as long, for larger reach, then gets it on a table and starts hammering it down carefully as she adds two tenis ball sized orbs of metal, as she ends she places it in water, letting it cool down, after a bit she takes it out and looks at it, inspecting it carefully

"Mmmm... looks good, are you done there Kyra?"

she looks back at her wondering if she was done.

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