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Armory
Jun 17, 2005 15:15:02 GMT
Post by Draqone Gans on Jun 17, 2005 15:15:02 GMT
packed full of dusty armor and old weapons. since the blacksmith left years ago, most of the weapons have lost their sharp edge and the bows lost their accuracy. these problems dont seem to have effected the performance of the maces and flails.
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Armory
Jun 18, 2005 9:37:33 GMT
Post by Draqone Gans on Jun 18, 2005 9:37:33 GMT
once inside, Drake managed to find a well made longbow that had retained its tension enough to use. taking it and a quiver of arrows, he set out to the stables
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Armory
Nov 14, 2005 18:26:11 GMT
Post by Draqone Gans on Nov 14, 2005 18:26:11 GMT
Drake stormed into the armory and heated up the forge in it.
whatever it was, the creature that attacked him last night was the same one that had scorched his face a few nights previous. it was no normal beast and Drake would need all the help he could get to defeat it next time. he pulled out a sheet of hot steel from the furnace and beat it out over the anvil with all the strength and skill of a thousand years. he kept going for hours. this was going to take a while . . .
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Armory
Nov 15, 2005 17:23:58 GMT
Post by Draqone Gans on Nov 15, 2005 17:23:58 GMT
after working long and hard all through the day Drake had finally finished a back and chestplate of armour.
*only arms legs and helmet to do now* sighed Drake
he began working again....
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Armory
Nov 15, 2005 17:45:11 GMT
Post by Draqone Gans on Nov 15, 2005 17:45:11 GMT
he sensed somethign out of place and so put down the hammer onto the anvil and went to the front gate.
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Armory
Nov 16, 2005 10:00:42 GMT
Post by Draqone Gans on Nov 16, 2005 10:00:42 GMT
Drake walked back in and finished off the battle armour he had been making.
he tried it on for size. perfect. now all he needed was a weapon capable of wounding the immortal, then he would stand a good chance against his enemy.
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Armory
Nov 18, 2005 10:27:16 GMT
Post by Draqone Gans on Nov 18, 2005 10:27:16 GMT
he walked out of the armory, still wearing his combat armour.
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Armory
Mar 13, 2006 18:29:42 GMT
Post by Saz on Mar 13, 2006 18:29:42 GMT
She stormed in
*No trainning place here!* She looked at the weapons
She walked over to a pile of sakes that lay in te corner of the room picked up the sake and left
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