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I really hope this revitalizes road RP +1 !!!!

Fixed if I'm entirely honest I don't think I ever noticed that when Warforging LOL!

Yeah, fair enough man

Moonforging Moon-Forged potions grant a moonlight glow effect to an item, with the edges being brighter than the others – showcasing that it isn’t perfectly even. It carried a several dark spots to it as if various craters were scattered within the outer layer of the metal, hidden amidst the glowing hue, akin to the moon from the skies. Created by an ancestral Maehr of Maehrel-Vaxu, to be displayed in faith towards the mother moon, the strange alchemical draught can be used for the treating of blades, or tattoos, though due to it's rare status, one must meet an ancestral elf of such faiths to learn the ways of Moonforging. Recipe: Base: Oilx1 Mundane: Light x3 Mundane: Darkness x2 Mundane: Vigour x2 Mundane: Endurance x4 - This cannot be applied to Ironwood, Arcanium, or Rokodra. - This can be applied to Azhl, Carbarum, Lunarite, Boomsteel and Thanhium. It retains physical tells to their composition; such as Azhl’s grey-ish hue, Carbarum’s oceanic colour, Lunarite’s ability to glow, and Thanhium’s misty frost still lingers around the metal. The application of the oil cannot obscure the identity of the metal. - The item must be let to rest out in the dark of a cloudy night, only granted light by the moon, for [1] narrative hour, allowing its effects to only appear on the material's surface. - With the addition of white dye to the recipe, the material this is applied upon will appear bleached and white, albeit retaining tells of its original composition as described. - Moonforging requires an accepted Alchemy application, and requires being taught the technique in character, as a subsect of Warforging.

Wedii Dorri Illwm looked over the study, Locust had told her of it, and she was glad to finally have the chance to read it, though her singular crimson eye squinted at the section on the pools, she spoke softly to herself, "Good work, Locust. . Consider me impressed, ancestors. ."

Wedii Dorri Illwm examined the drawing, curiously, pausing as she read the name, 'Kruguh,' "Ah, this must be the works of the young Olog of yore, what a wise and mighty protector, I thank thee this day, I thank thee."

Wedii Dorri Illwm, steward of the fishing guild, gently irked her brow as she read over the missive, before pausing, and breaking out into a lengthened chuckle, words spilled forth from her mouth, "I must tell Spuds Wick of this, For this is quite the tale, I recall when he raided a manor in Alduun, quite the entertainer. . ." Remarked she, rising from her place in the sacred temple of Maehrel-Vaxu, to head for the aviary, and write of this missive, posthaste.

Graggle'Figh the once-slayer of the dark lord, alongside two of her orcish compatriots, Lugda'Figh and Uruk'jim, studied the missive confusedly, the goblin then grumbled a tad, and pocketed it. . The spirits have summoned the orcs to battle oncemore, it seemed.

The Illwm Wedii Dorri read the missive, her brows seemed to furrow as she looked over it, the woman was evidently one faithful to the spirits, moreso than her own blood, a low grumble escaped her, as she rolled up her copy, and stuck it in a barrel labelled "To-Be-Dealt-With" before shaking her head, and carrying on with her transcriptions of tales. .

Ancestors smile on you, Oussana