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Furnace went into the tavern and watched as goblins and kobolts smashed up the place.
The barkeep stood alone against a small horde of assailants. Shouting angrily as he waved his sharp knife around.
Furnace was glad to see everyone in a fighting spirit, he felt like he was starting to get it.
Suddenly the room lit up bright. Pale light pierced trough the open windows and doors and threw longs shadows on the rubble that wasthe interior of the tavern.
Furnace looked outside to see Alula hover in the air, flashes of divine power lashing out from her body.
He saw coils of lightning run over her skin and her piercing eyes negative to his own.
He intended to go and see up closer, but suddenly she released a massive blast of energy into the horde just outside.
Furnace had to dive as the blast singed the house and came bursting through the windows.
He stared at the devastation it wrought, carefully he looked outside to see even more.
She was looking at Carver again as he called his name. Furnace had given to it him with reason, he supposed he should come.
Making sure not to stand between the groups of targets he made his way over to the middle of the square where the other 3 where.
Though she had grown more voices Alulah seemed calmer than before. No, more confident.
Furnace gawked at the power she was emitting, he got closer and studied her.
He held his hand up before her, not touching, not in the way, just to draw her attention as carefully as possible.
As with holding molten steel. The state in which she has most potential is the most dangerous one.
He waited until he met her gaze.
"That looks awfully strenuous."
The barkeep stood alone against a small horde of assailants. Shouting angrily as he waved his sharp knife around.
Furnace was glad to see everyone in a fighting spirit, he felt like he was starting to get it.
Suddenly the room lit up bright. Pale light pierced trough the open windows and doors and threw longs shadows on the rubble that wasthe interior of the tavern.
Furnace looked outside to see Alula hover in the air, flashes of divine power lashing out from her body.
He saw coils of lightning run over her skin and her piercing eyes negative to his own.
He intended to go and see up closer, but suddenly she released a massive blast of energy into the horde just outside.
Furnace had to dive as the blast singed the house and came bursting through the windows.
He stared at the devastation it wrought, carefully he looked outside to see even more.
She was looking at Carver again as he called his name. Furnace had given to it him with reason, he supposed he should come.
Making sure not to stand between the groups of targets he made his way over to the middle of the square where the other 3 where.
Though she had grown more voices Alulah seemed calmer than before. No, more confident.
Furnace gawked at the power she was emitting, he got closer and studied her.
He held his hand up before her, not touching, not in the way, just to draw her attention as carefully as possible.
As with holding molten steel. The state in which she has most potential is the most dangerous one.
He waited until he met her gaze.
"That looks awfully strenuous."
Oh fuck the hell yes!
Alula, Kelvin and Carver may be on the edge of the chaos, Furnace is right in the middle of it participating!
He is making no real attempt at stealth and actively waving at you guys. Meanwhile he's directing goblins and kobolts into the tavern.
Maybe he has a plan? No of course he doesn't!
He is making no real attempt at stealth and actively waving at you guys. Meanwhile he's directing goblins and kobolts into the tavern.
Maybe he has a plan? No of course he doesn't!
Furnace noticed the iron friend and tired girl still standing where he last left them.
They were looking at him. Or they were looking at the large group of creatures working hard on harvesting stone, rock and coal. Or the disagreeing cries of people running and hiding everywhere.
Why did they do that? Was it part of the harvesting ritual?
Furnace waved at Carver and Alula.
They were looking at him. Or they were looking at the large group of creatures working hard on harvesting stone, rock and coal. Or the disagreeing cries of people running and hiding everywhere.
Why did they do that? Was it part of the harvesting ritual?
Furnace waved at Carver and Alula.
Furnace trembled a little as he regarded the judging eyes of the towering creature.
The ettin nodded approvingly. He did it right. He was learning so much today!
Happily Furnace followed and continued to smash barrels, poles and carts along with the brute and a growing group of other creatures his size.
They did the same. When he jumped, they did. When they struggled to reach up to the thatched rooftops with their torches, he kicked a barrel over to them so they could stand on it. This was going great.
That moment he remembered the barkeep, and how he had displayed so much fun cutting the friend collector, clearly he loved a fight.
As they were near the tavern Furnace ran ahead of the band and smashed the wooden door open.
He pointed inside and yelled at the rampaging group. "In here! There's good fighting and food in here!"
The ettin nodded approvingly. He did it right. He was learning so much today!
Happily Furnace followed and continued to smash barrels, poles and carts along with the brute and a growing group of other creatures his size.
They did the same. When he jumped, they did. When they struggled to reach up to the thatched rooftops with their torches, he kicked a barrel over to them so they could stand on it. This was going great.
That moment he remembered the barkeep, and how he had displayed so much fun cutting the friend collector, clearly he loved a fight.
As they were near the tavern Furnace ran ahead of the band and smashed the wooden door open.
He pointed inside and yelled at the rampaging group. "In here! There's good fighting and food in here!"
"Oh they are..." A mortal voice came from around the corner.
Martin confidently and fearlessly approached the two old bloods.
It was obvious why, by the oldest creature walking next to him and eyeing him with interest.
"But don't worry about the gunfire, that would be your friend Varromere feeding."
He held up the two metal lock boxes.
"The eventful things are in here. If you would follow me to the debate hall? I have a proposition you will want to hear."
Martin's brashness and directness were chosen on purpose, meant to intrigue.
He didn't wait for them to follow, he knew they would.
Martin confidently and fearlessly approached the two old bloods.
It was obvious why, by the oldest creature walking next to him and eyeing him with interest.
"But don't worry about the gunfire, that would be your friend Varromere feeding."
He held up the two metal lock boxes.
"The eventful things are in here. If you would follow me to the debate hall? I have a proposition you will want to hear."
Martin's brashness and directness were chosen on purpose, meant to intrigue.
He didn't wait for them to follow, he knew they would.
Furnace understands the current situation and adapts accordingly.
Sorta..
Sorta..
Furnace furiously pondered the meaning and intent of this group.
He saw them break, tear and burn the stands, carts and houses.
Two huge heads sharing one body came storming past him, massive flail in each hand.
As he crashed trough several stands at once, splinters and raw materials flew trough the air.
Deconstruction
It dawned on Furnace what they were doing. They were harvesting materials for the forge.
He saw creatures armed with swords and clubs run to the creatures from the village and hit them until they stopped screaming.
Was this a fight? Or could they also harvest life?
"A life is cut short so another can begin. Lives are lost in the forest of life to allow the young to grow."
Was this what the tired girl had predicted?
Either way, Furnace was exited by this development. Much to learn.
And in the spirit of learning new thing Furnace took the wrapped package from his back and let the cloth fall to the ground.
With two hands and significant effort he held aloft an orcish broadsword.
It was about his size and looked right at home between the flails, blades and axes of the newcomers.
With care and calculation he mimicked the lumbering brute's movements as he rand after him, then past him, then into a stand.
With as mighty a swing he could muster he brought the heavy blade down upon the wooden board.
The thin plank snapped instantly, causing copper and tin trinkets to fly everywhere.
As Furnace was showered in shiny but function-less pieces of metal he looked behind him at the two-faced giant, looking for confirmation that he got it right.
He saw them break, tear and burn the stands, carts and houses.
Two huge heads sharing one body came storming past him, massive flail in each hand.
As he crashed trough several stands at once, splinters and raw materials flew trough the air.
Deconstruction
It dawned on Furnace what they were doing. They were harvesting materials for the forge.
He saw creatures armed with swords and clubs run to the creatures from the village and hit them until they stopped screaming.
Was this a fight? Or could they also harvest life?
"A life is cut short so another can begin. Lives are lost in the forest of life to allow the young to grow."
Was this what the tired girl had predicted?
Either way, Furnace was exited by this development. Much to learn.
And in the spirit of learning new thing Furnace took the wrapped package from his back and let the cloth fall to the ground.
With two hands and significant effort he held aloft an orcish broadsword.
It was about his size and looked right at home between the flails, blades and axes of the newcomers.
With care and calculation he mimicked the lumbering brute's movements as he rand after him, then past him, then into a stand.
With as mighty a swing he could muster he brought the heavy blade down upon the wooden board.
The thin plank snapped instantly, causing copper and tin trinkets to fly everywhere.
As Furnace was showered in shiny but function-less pieces of metal he looked behind him at the two-faced giant, looking for confirmation that he got it right.
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