[center][h2]Shooting Gallery[/h2][/center]
[center]Themerlinhawk[/center]
[center] Day 1, Morning[/center]
[center]Avory Blackthorn, Master of Word[/center]

“This is your warm up right? or was I wrong in assuming you are the sniper I was lead to believe you are?” The older man was dressed in a plain grey robe and wore a pair of wire rimmed spectacles which had been out of date for almost 1000 years. The Master of Word was hardly an imposing figure but he was the oldest Master the Tower had and all of the current members as well as the current Masters and Mistresses couldn’t remember a time when the old man hadn’t been there. 

Avory smiled, it wasn’t condescending but it was purposefully direct at her pride. “You don’t mind if I watch do you? Christian started looking to put together a team a few hours ago and I was curious after I’d read your file.” He gave her another look out of the corner of his eye. Looking to see if there was a reaction. 


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[center][h2]Of Steel and Alchemical Explosions[/h2][/center]
[center]Themerlinhawk[/center]
[center] Day 1, Morning[/center]
[center]Sentinel[/center]

The Tower of Stars guardian A.I. materialized in a vaguely humanoid form of magical code beside Irving. “Is everything under control?” The A.I. seemed concerned but not condescending as it had learned since Irvings arrival that such things were to be expected. 

Sentinel was fully capable of defending and repairing almost all of the Tower of Stars but it was a rare occasion when he did. 

With that Sentinel produced a rectangle of glass and set it on the table next to Irving. “Christian has a job in mind for you as well as a potential job offer. He did not give me specifics but it sounded like it had to do with your work here. See him when it is convenient. The code glass has probationary Master of Steel codes on it that will expire in a weeks time should you require use of the Forge.”