Last Memento.   Posted by Narrator.Group: archive 1
Narrator
 GM, 227 posts
Wed 26 Oct 2011
at 23:29
Last Memento
Last Memento
As you know, Andrew Collum's family died of the wasting last winter. Andrew desires his mother's locket as a memento. Chanter Derek will pay for its recovery.

Money may be scarce for Brennha and Regin but luckily work could be found. Most of the town's population that handled these kinds of tasks were dealing with the mess from the earthquake. And while many townsfolk had assured the pair they would need their services later, they didn't need them right now. And so the pair were making their way to the Collum's farm - abandoned since winter. The path ahead appears clear, but in these parts wild animals could come out of the trees at any minute. The farm house is about 100 yards away.

What are you doing?
Brennha
 player, 2 posts
Thu 27 Oct 2011
at 02:19
Re: Last Memento
  Brennha walks along the path, one hand resting on the pommel of her short sword and shield hung across her back. Though she is ostensibly observant of that which goes on around them, the truth is that she is, like so often when traveling with Regin, sort of distracted.

  "So if it's tempered in cool oil that doesn't affect tensile strength, but tempering the alloy in animal fat is impacted heavily by the temperature of the air? I guess that makes sense enough, but what about if there's copper hammered in? Shouldn't that make it softer and more lustrous regardless of tempering?"

  She's been going on like this for some time, trying desperately not to pester the dwarf smith with questions but unable to sate her curiosity no matter how hard she works to keep them to herself.
Regin Smithforge
 player, 1 post
Thu 27 Oct 2011
at 12:10
Re: Last Memento
The gruff dwarf chuckled to himself as Brennha continued to chat away. Finally he held up a hand for her to be silent for a moment.

" Temperature has little to do with the process. Each metal heats differently so you need to work at the temperature of the metal with the highest heat resistance. What is important is the way it is cooled. That is when flaws appear in your work."

He stopped walking for a moment then turned to they young lady " OK you've learned the melting point of different materials you know how to work each and what their limits are. So now you start blending them together. You need to use all you have learned and work within the parameters of each metal. But the cooling is the trick. Too quickly and the two metals split. Too slow and they crack."

He stopped again" What I'm trying to say is knowledge isn't everything you need to get into a forge and feel the metal. Use your gut, your instinct and the principles you know and go with what it right. The metal will tell you when you are off track have no fear of that. When I started out I ended up with bucket loads of scrap metal. Just try again until you get it right... there is nothing like being in the forge to learn your lessons don't listen to what you are told should happen feel it for yourself and you will never forget."

With that he continued walking realizing that that had been the longest discussion he'd had in a while..... this girl was really getting to him but in a good way. Though he was worried that his own problems would become her's at some stage if they travelled together to long.
Brennha
 player, 3 posts
Sun 30 Oct 2011
at 08:52
Re: Last Memento
  Brennha nods as Regin speaks, working her best to defeat her natural tendency to want to be distracted by the things around her and seeking to hang on his every word as best she can. At first she thought the dwarven smith somewhat off-putting, but the longer they've traveled together, the more she sees of her father in him. His manner reminds her of a favored neighbor back in Denerim, a loner clever in conversation but given to a high opinion of himself. Where that man had never proven particularly worthy of his own sense of entitlement, though, here was a dwarf who had earned all the praise his skills had ever been given, and then probably some more.

  "I wish I could gain access to some of the large forges like the Chantry claims to have. I think I could lose myself for days with giant bellows and great, segmented pits like I've heard tell of there."

  Though ostensibly she's keeping an eye on the road, the truth is that she's paying half attention. She realizes this and silently chides herself, casting a glance around.
Regin Smithforge
 player, 3 posts
Sun 30 Oct 2011
at 20:24
Re: Last Memento
Regin snorted "Ha the chantry forges are like camp fires compared to the basic training forges of the smith caste of the Dwarves. If you want to see a marvel then you need to enter the grand forges where my family work....."

He fell quiet for a moment ".... now they are a site to see."

While he talked he was also casting around to make sure they would not be taken by surprise.

Lookin up as the sky "I think we should take our lunch soon as my stomach is starting to grumble like a ripped forge bellows."
Brennha
 player, 5 posts
Wed 2 Nov 2011
at 21:09
Re: Last Memento
  Brennha couldn't agree more. Even while they walk, she begins digging through her sling bag for the rations she bought back in town. She finds the oilcloth-wrapped bundle and untucks it from beneath her clay mug. Spotting a place that's in the shade but not too far from the path, she points it out and heads that way.

  Gratefully, she sits down on the soft grass and crosses her long legs with a sigh of relief. "How long have we been walking, do you think?"
Regin Smithforge
 player, 5 posts
Wed 2 Nov 2011
at 21:19
Re: Last Memento
"Not sure about three maybe four hours... you're not telling me you are tired already ..... god woman I'm probably twice your age and I haven't even broken a sweat yet." He replied with humor in his voice.

Still while the young woman sat Regin took out a thin roll of metal thread and went into the woods a few yards, he unraveled the thread as he walked in an ark round the back of their camp.

He then took a hand full of small round balls with hooks on them and set about gently looping them over the thread. Once finished he gave it a little tug and a high pitched ringing could be heard.

Satisfied he sat himself down next to the girl and fished out his own rations.

"There that's our backs covered and we can keep an eye on the path before us so hopefully we won't get surprised." With that he took a large bite of his bread and cheese.
Narrator
 GM, 236 posts
Fri 4 Nov 2011
at 15:16
Re: Last Memento
The pair certainly weren't surprised. It was Ferelden, and anything could happen: bandits, elves, various creatures. It's the creatures that catch them. They hear the distinctive howl of wolves followed by a growl. In the near distance, they spot a pack of four them.

Actions?
Brennha
 player, 6 posts
Fri 4 Nov 2011
at 15:31
Re: Last Memento
  Cursing under her breath, Brennha leaped up to her feet, drawing her longbow and nocking an arrow to the bowstring. She hesitated for a moment to wait and see what the animals would do, but she feared this would be a fight for their lives. So often, seemingly innocuous things seemed to threaten great bloodshed. Why, then, shouldn't something obviously perilous prove to be so?
Regin Smithforge
 player, 6 posts
Fri 4 Nov 2011
at 16:07
Re: Last Memento
Regin pulled himself to his feet sighed and hefted his hammer two handed.

"Brennha I suggest we move over towards that tree and put our backs to the wood. I rather only have to defend my front and not have to worry about my backside hangin gout in the cold waitng for a dog to chew on it."

With that he walked over to the tree turned, planted his feet firmly on the soil amoungst the roots and waited for Brennha to shoot of her arrow and join him in a defensive position.