Arbrek the Ancient 140 Share Posted December 12, 2011 ((What?!? your in High School and you don't have any exams?)) ((As of now, none whatsoever! :rolleyes: )) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Flynn 31 Share Posted December 12, 2011 ((As of now, none whatsoever! :rolleyes: )) (( I want ur life)) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
awsome914 18 Share Posted December 12, 2011 ((when are the story winners announced? isn't it going to be today? Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Destroyer_Bravo 1054 Share Posted December 12, 2011 ((I'm gonna charter a smith town now. Kinda bored and I'd like to see this, so here.)) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Thrym 188 Author Share Posted December 12, 2011 O yah. Roll is over winners to be announced later.)) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
awsome914 18 Share Posted December 12, 2011 O yah. Roll is over winners to be announced later.)) ((*le crosses fingers* good luck to everyone that entered!)) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Thrym 188 Author Share Posted December 12, 2011 ((*le crosses fingers* good luck to everyone that entered!)) ((only two people entered <_< )) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
awsome914 18 Share Posted December 12, 2011 ((only two people entered <_< )) ((...so that means the I auto get 2nd or 1st?)) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Destroyer_Bravo 1054 Share Posted December 12, 2011 ((I chartered a smithing town, just so you guys know.)) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
awsome914 18 Share Posted December 13, 2011 ((*refrshes page a ton while doing geometry homework*)) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Thrym 188 Author Share Posted December 13, 2011 And The winner of the contest is Edgar! Second place is Phelrin! Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Thrym 188 Author Share Posted December 13, 2011 The Winning Story "I got a special job for ye," Thrym said. "Aye, what be that?" asked Edgar, looking up from his newly crafted pair of iron boots. "Me Fam'ly be lookin for a new fam'ly sword to use. I figure ye be ah good bladesmith to do it." He stated. "Aye, that be me pleasure to help." Edgar replied. Thrym Moved on his way out of the forges. The smooth slate floor seemed to glide beneath his feet, Edgar clanged away at the pair of iron boots until he heard the sound of Thrym's armor fade into the dull humming of the vibrating metal. Edgar reached into his chest at the small forge. He fumbled around, moving loafs of bread, clanking spare ingots, until he found what he desired. He pulled out a tall staff, almost a foot above his short five foot and half an inch stature, and a dusty book. Along with that, he set some gold ore on the ground, for which he was planning on using. He brushed off the book, and set it on his assembly table. He flipped through the old, moth bitten pages until he came upon a spell for which he was planning on using. It was one for smithing a flawless gold ingot from gold ore. He proceeded to mumble the ancient words, and his hands started to glow. The humming that came from his staff grew and grew until it was comparable in volume to a orcish battle cry. A slim band of light extended from the end of the staff to the ore in front of him. The ore rattled softly, and then floated in the air just above the ground. He swiftly jolted his hands around, making the ore spin and dance. The ore grew faster in pace, spinning and twirling, raising higher off the ground. It seemed as if it was like melting butter in consistency, and the it started to sculpt itself into humanoid like figures. The figures grew more and more realistic, and soon there was little dwarven men, twirling about on his forge floor. It was just like his master in New Alstion taught him, and he snickered in his success. Soon, the men jumped into the pool of lava, swimming about in the molten pool. With a quick flick of his staff, the jumped out, and melded together into two, perfectly crafted ingots. Within them, they held enough magic to make even the best sorcerer bow down to its power. Edgar took the ingots, still warm to the touch, and laid them down on the anvil. He flicked his wrist, and instantly they were as malleable as clay. He sculpted it into a thin, long, razor sharp blade. Then, he twisted and turned the blade, stretching it, and then scrunched it back together. He layered the metal, kneading it through and through. Soon he casted a water spell he remembers well. A quick, burst of water shot out of his bottle. The wisp danced around the blade, polishing it and making the blade gloriously shiny and very strong. Then, he melded a iron handle onto it, with twists and twirls that seemed to dance around the dangerously sharp blade. Tendrils of metal extended from the handle, comfortably gripping the users hand. Done, the blade was finally finished. It took almost 2 hours of magic and smithing to make the blade. He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead. He picked up the blade, and clanged it against the anvil. The blade sung a glorious tone, one that seemed soothing, yet fearful. It was the result of his great smithing ability and his magic that he could make such a great sword. Edgar saw Thrym walk towards him, and quickly stored his staff and magic book. "Aye, be that for me?" Inquired Thrym. "It be ye fam'ly blade. I made it me self." Edgar retorted. "Aye, that be the best golden blade I ever saw. I be more than wise for going to ye." Thrym declared. Edgar handed him the blade, and he was off. He then leaned back on his anvil, sighing in relief. He took a bite out of a loaf of bread in his chest, and then turned out for home. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Thrym 188 Author Share Posted December 13, 2011 Second Place Story! The Undead have been growing more reckless. Although, it is likely that we will not be the first to be targeted, Kal’Urguan will be attacked very soon. We must prepare to hold off the horde. Even though we have enough weapons, none of them are truly effective against the Undead. This is why I set out to forge a new blade, a blade that shall be a bane to the undead. First I had create the material for the blade. Although many would have chosen to forge a blade from diamond, I decided to create my blade out of iron, as diamond is almost impossible to reforge as an alloy. However, I did not forge a blade solely of iron. I created an alloy of iron, diamond dust, and glowstone dust. The diamond was to add a stronger core to the blade, and the glowstone was to burn the undead’s flesh, as I hear their flesh cannot tolerate strong lights. I heated the alloy in the forge and pounded it into shape. After pounding it, I quickly moved it into a trough to cool it. The liquid in the trough was not water, however. It was a combination of healing potions and regeneration potions. I have seen these potions wreak havoc on the spawn of Iblees, so a blade infused with these potions should have equal effect. I left the blade in the trough for many hours, as to let the metal fully absorb the magical property within the liquid. Once the blade was finished soaking, it was reforged, so that it would have a maximum integrity. This time however, it was cooled in a trough of normal water before being finished. The final blade had an eerie green tint to it, with an equally eerie glow emanating from it. The next thing that had to be crafted was the hilt. Although it isn’t as crucial as the blade itself, I wanted it to be made in all the splendor of Kal’Urguan. I mined my own gold from Kal’Rog, and I had the Elves import me some of their finest crimson silk. After molding the gold into one mass large enough to work with, I put my anvil to use and pound the entire hilt by hand. The Elven-silk was then used to create the hand-grip for the hilt. Etchings and Dwarven runes were engraved onto the hilt before it was ultimately finished as well. The finished sword was fit for King Thorik to weld, if he so desired. I named it Proscimos, and it shall be a bane to the Undead from this day forward. If it turns out to be as efficient against the Undead as I have designed it to be, many more of its kind shall be crafted for the Dwarves. The Undead shall be stopped, and they will no longer be a plaque unto Aegis. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
awsome914 18 Share Posted December 13, 2011 The Winning Story ((YAY! thank you sooo much! :DD)) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
awsome914 18 Share Posted December 13, 2011 The Winning Story ((Which of the large forges do I get?)) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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