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Edited by Inquisitor Vaax:
9/23/2015 11:49:19 PM
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[b]Astrid works at her forge in unity, making some adjustments to her armor so the spines on her back fit into it better[/b]
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"Hmm what was it" -You see him start doing the motion while getting a jealous glare from some women to you-
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[b]Astrid goes back to working on her armor[/b]
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[b]People walk by, shooting you strange glances, whispering behind you[/b] [spoiler]thumbs up for negative reinforcement![/spoiler]
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[b]Astrid sighs sadly while she puts the finishing touches on her armor, it is decorated with engraving of myths like Jason and the Argonauts to ones about the origins of the night[/b]
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[b]A man walks up to her, impressed by the skill.[/b] "Haven't seen armor like that in... A long time. Where'd you learn how to craft?" [b]As he says this, he leans against the table its placed on, still looking at the armor[/b]
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"My mother, she was a gunsmith, her father was a blacksmith who made weapons from shows and games, she passed down everything she knew to me."
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[b]He looks up at you.[/b] "Its good. Better than anything I've ever seen."
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"Thank you, glad to see someone who judges a person on what that can do instead of what they look like."
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[b]He laughs[/b] "What do the carvings mean?"
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"They're legends and myths that were passed down my family for generations, dating all the way to ancient Greece."
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Edited by bagelbro123: 9/24/2015 12:18:04 AM"Greece... Jesus thats... Around 15 thousand years ago..... To be honest, Theseus was always my favorite. Stand up guy... Vigilante too. Never took the easy path. "
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Edited by Inquisitor Vaax: 9/24/2015 12:24:52 AM"Yup, my bloodline is very old, my favorite was the odyssey."
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[b]He nods[/b] "My grandmother loved those stories. To this day, she tells me one whenever I visit her."
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"Your grandmother has good taste in stories, the greeks had some of the best ones."
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"Agreed" [b]He holds out his hand[/b] "Jim Harv."
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"Astrid." [b]she shakes his hand, careful not to hurt him with her claws[/b]
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[b]He nods.[/b] "What brings you to Unity? Grew up here or..."
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"Moved here a few years ago, from the outside world where things are hard."
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[b]He nods, frowning[/b] "Sadly, lots of people here had to go through that before they reached Unity. They tend to be more caring and understanding." [b]He stares at the ground for a while, and then blinks a few times before looking back at you.[/b] "Umm... Anyways! Anything you need help with?"
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"If you can magically give me gear that can help me make energy weapons, that would be great."
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"The junkyard usually has a few lying around. Could check there. I also know of a few caravans that sell energy weapons."
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"I want to make my own, I have people who want energy weapons that have my signature details on it."
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[b]He nods, and walks off towards the junkyard[/b] "Be right back!"
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"Thanks again!"
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[b]He comes back a while later, a small duffel bag full of energy generators[/b] "Arcline, Hard Light, Greenwire, Tesla... Got it all."
