Joshua seemed to sense something was amiss. He opened the door back-up and looked, seeing Imgor prodding along. [color=8882be]"There is no time to be lost!"[/color], the senior-most hunter yelled while bolting for his (apparently) most eager disciple. The triplet of students, alongside their mentor, soon found themselves knocking on Harolds' door. A muffled "Great Timing.." was heard, until the dirtied, eye-patched smith was in view. "Come in, I was just tweaking their hilts."

When they came into the small forge, all their eyes were set on the prize; a trio of custom switch-weapons, each mounted on the wall. Their metal blades were tinted with the slightest hint of blue, easy on the eyes, but they were obviously meant to kill. They appeared to be so sharp and well-made, resting a hand on them would've resulted in a quick dismemberment. "Heh, admiring them? I admit, they're easily the best things I've created in a very long time. Quite educational."

Joshua clapped a single time. [color=8882be]"Lovely work, Harold. I'm sure they're the best pieces of work this side of the Divider."[/color]
The uniquely crafted and tuned armaments, a two-headed Scythe, Crossbow-pickaxe hybrid, and a 'Shard-Naginata', simply begged to be tested out.
[color=8882be]"In any case... Students!"[/color], Joshua ordered, [color=8882be]"We're going to get used to these, then we're going to hunt some chaff on the way to my destination. Any objections? Too bad."[/color]

[color=8882be]"Meet me outside the city when you all get done marveling at your new 'friends'. Feel free to take your time, I know I needed to![/color]. Joshua walked to the outside of the building, then jogged to the exit of the city itself.

Harold shrugged. "Don't drool on them?"