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*Dizzy uses the compass to the find the exact direction the anvil is pointing and marks that direction on the map*

 

((Based on location relative to Kal'Ithrun))

 

*He also bottles up a vial of the golden dust carefully*

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Hears of the news and confronts Ferron"Ah told yer Ferren. . .sumefin will gu terribleh wrung. Ah told yer. . ." He pauses for a moment, and notices the anvil has shifted "Wus dat facin' dat way befure?"

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Farren growls at Kardel, shaking his head furiously. 

 

"DO NAE DISTRACT ME NOW!"

 

Hurrying over to his chest, he searches around franticly. Mumbling to himself.

 

"Wait.... Tu direction....."

 

Hastily pulling out a map of Thorins former empire, a compass heavily engraved with the figures of the Dwarven gods, a piece of chalk, a golem core and a large hammer. He places them all on the anvil, tears forming in his eyes as he glances between the anvil and the remains of his Golem Apex.

 

"Now... W'ut are yer trying to tell meh, yer beautiful anvil? C-Come on... W;ut are yer tryin' tu tell meh?"

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Kardel attempts to determine in which direction the anvil is pointing, noting things such as direction, the depth and with of the crack, and any strange sounds the anvil makes if any. He notes this down, and writes his finding in his journal and on an idle sheet of paper. He sends the paper off via bird to Barad'Gauld.

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Apex would really wish he could be fixed, if his head was bloody attached. Good thing the core's intact.

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Apex would really wish he could be fixed, if his head was bloody attached. Good thing the core's intact.

Farren cries every time he looks towards Apex. Cursing himself for not fixing him earlier, whilst the anvil wasn't being funny.

 

"Apex...."

 

Glancing around, he scowls at Kardel.

 

"If all yer good at is bloomin standin around takin notes, get out t'ere! Meh son 'as called tu Legion tu 'elp our search. Make yerself usefull an start tu search!"

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Kardel smiles, as he sends off another note "Already on eht. . ."

 

Meanwhile, a few dark-green robed figures are seen riding away from the unfinished tower of Barad'gauld. At their head is a dwarf riding on a yak, his whole body covered in a green robe, his face hidden by a cowl. At his hand is a letter.

 

"Roide swiftleh all o' yer. Les' foind wut dis commotion be about"

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Bowman follows the sound of tears before reaching Farren and the ruined anvils. He curses under his breath, and decides against poking the shattered metal.

"Oi, dolt, jus' melt it down an' recast it"

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The anvils appear to have deterioated. A few shards of metal have fallen off of them, and the piles of toxic golden dust are starting to build up.

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*Dominic sighs and rips the compass from Dizzy's hands. He uses it to find the angle of the anvils relative to north. He then says*

 

"Ah can try an use ma magic ta melt it all back tugethah."

 

*As he is speaking has gathers a small pile of the dust and moves it way before summoning a small fire on it so see its reaction*

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The dust seems to be arcaurum, albeit enchanted. It melts in the forge flames.

Both anvils are pointing northwest, but the angles are slightly different. If placed onto a map, they could be used to triangulate a position.

 

The Black Anvil is little more than a mishapen chunk of black metal and enough toxic arcaurum dust to kill a small farm. The ale seemed to accelerate its deteriation. The White Anvil is in a better way, but it is still severely damaged.

 

In Haelunor, the Thahnic Anvil has split in two, exposing a glowing arcaurum column in the centre.

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*Dom snatches the map and compass out of Dizzy's hands and uses them two draw outs to of the three lines need to triangulate a position. He then hands it to Farren and says.*

 

"Start lookin."

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*Dom snatches the map and compass out of Dizzy's hands and uses them two draw outs to of the three lines need to triangulate a position. He then hands it to Farren and says.*

 

"Start lookin."

*Pokes at the map were the lines intersect*

 

"Ah gud o-place as aneh tu start"

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