[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=c4df9b]Priscilla Harker[/color][/b][/i][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=c4df9b][b]Location:[/b][/color]The Museum[/center][hr][hr]

 Mosi chuckled softly at Akhmed's comment about her soon to possibly meet new smithing instructor in the local techniques.[color=c4df9b]” It's alright then.”[/color] She added with a smile.[color=c4df9b]” I will be here a little while longer.”[/color] She added with a smile as the man left to deal with his works. It was only natural for him to have work to do, she understood that.  Thus she returned to her sword observations. It was all rather impressive and sparking the imagination. Having seen these works of old, she had all kinds of ideas to design herself a new version of it, a version of her very own.

 While she had written down most the parameters that mattered, she realized she had to think of a good material. Those tools of war were bronze since the majority of them were made in that time period. Thus she pondered the use of steel while returning back towards the main exhibit and resume her hieroglyphs copying and artifacts drawing. She found it all so interesting and unique. The way many of  these old cultures used art as writing was incredible. It possessed a style equal to anything ancient Rome and Greece had to show.