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Voices from the Forge
Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2008 4:29 am
by JOAT25
"Ingram looks out of the small out building in the House of Chance compound that contains his forge."
"Abaddon, could I speak to you?" he shouts to get the aged mage's attention.
Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2008 10:12 am
by Abaddon
The old mage appears at the door, leaning on his staff. His eyes are dark, and he seems quite tired.
"What can I do for you Ingram?" Abaddon says.
Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 3:23 am
by JOAT25
"I've been having a bit of a problem recently." Ingram's voice is calm and cold. "My problem has been with assurances. I was assured that Galen's men would safeguard my home. I was assured that my presence at the ruins was vital. Most disconcertingly, I was assured that YOU WOULD FIND THAT DAMN KEY!" At this point Ingram is red-faced and screaming, his voice echoing out of the small structure.
"Instead the one ace I had against Corbyn has gone missing, there wasn't anything at that hell hole that transpired that the others couldn't have handled, and ATRUM - a man who has BEEN BAYING FOR MY HEAD ON A PIKE - hands you back one of the keys that opens the locks that secure EVERYTHING I have worked for." The silence following the tirade is thick.
"Well, do you have anything to say for yourself?"
Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 1:33 pm
by Abaddon
"I'm sorry Ingram. I have done as you asked. I offered a reward for the key, which Atrum has now given is. I made it known that there would be no questions. I was assured by Argus that the bell would be safe. We have so many enemies, that we can not even filter them out.
I will find the bell. We will have it back no matter the cost. " Abaddon eyes, his eyes dark, almost vacant.
Posted: Sun Jul 27, 2008 6:45 am
by JOAT25
"You are sorry? Sorry will not bring me my missing property. Sorry will not make up for the fact that a vaunted Valkyn'vi mage -supposed masters of prophecy- could not predict events a little human saw a league distant. I allowed my decisions to be swayed by your 'words of wisdom' once, and it has only served to prove once again that the only judgment I can truly trust is my own."
Ingram stands suddenly and begins collecting and arranging his smithing tools.
"I am going to attempt to forge a replacement for the bell. I only pray that I can complete a replacement before Corbyn decides to show his head, if it is even possible. See to it that I am not disturbed. I am assuming this is something you are actually capable of, of course."
Posted: Sun Jul 27, 2008 5:00 pm
by Abaddon
"As you wish. I will attempt to keep you from being interrupted. " Abaddon says before vanishing with the slam of a door.