Post by Aldoran on Apr 28, 2006 4:42:57 GMT -5
standing 9 feet tall, oil for fuell... will burn
for a solid 72 earth hours...
the second batch of Braziers, for Fire and cooking will follow in a few days
(04:43:02 )
-=Aldoran E. Mijurai=-
Weapon Smith/Weapon Merchant
- GRP-
-.-.-.-
standing within the forge and says to ALL: I stepped deeper within the belly of the forge… I looked around searching for My trusted anvil and my tools… a simple and quick nod was given as I pivoted on my the balls of my feet and brushed my shirt over my shoulders to let it rest on a nearby chair. -… Silently I headed for the fire….
(04:46:05 )
-=Aldoran E. Mijurai=-
Weapon Smith/Weapon Merchant
- GRP-
-.-.-.-
standing within the forge and says to ALL: This was going to be a rather large amount of work… with the difficult sizing of the Brazier… seeing that the average Torvien stands at about 7 feet 7... And the average slave at 5 feet 5.… “ Mhm “ I mumbled under my breath as my hand lifted a testing pole out of the fire checking if the brass was beginning to glow brightly red….
(04:52:37 )
-=Aldoran E. Mijurai=-
Weapon Smith/Weapon Merchant
- GRP-
-.-.-.-
standing within the forge and says to ALL: The forge was getting to the point the heat caused me to shiver… a chuckle pulsated over my mouth as I lifted my left hand to my forehead brushing away a line of small beads of sweat…. Then it lowered back down letting the testing pole slide into the palm and push it back into the fire…. My left hand picked up a large hammer with two flat sides for rotating purpose… each side would hit the pole once before being turned over…. I nodded to my self as I stood by the fire… the anvil at my side and the fire right before me….
(05:07:34 )
-=Aldoran E. Mijurai=-
Weapon Smith/Weapon Merchant
- GRP-
-.-.-.-
standing within the forge and says to ALL: The brass pole was pulled out the fire, a red glow was dancing brightly as the heated mass was lifted to the anvil…. The hammer lifted and swung down, with a
clonck … clonck …
meeting the metal to metal…. As the glow began to dim the pole of the brazier was shifted into the fire again to allow the heat to claim the material more…. To get it worked on….
(05:10:16 )
.•.sadiqah.•.
: Enters the room...
(05:10:57 )
-=Aldoran E. Mijurai=-
Weapon Smith/Weapon Merchant
- GRP-
-.-.-.-
standing within the forge and says to ALL: The metal shifted back and forth…
clonck…. Clonck
echoed through the area that aligned the forge…. The fire was bright and comforting to me at this early hour…. I nodded to manilus “ more fire…. You the blow balk to get it going “ I called out and motioned for the thrall to get going….
(05:14:29 )
-=Aldoran E. Mijurai=-
Weapon Smith/Weapon Merchant
- GRP-
-.-.-.-
standing within the forge and says to ALL: The brass began to split and alter its size with the work of the hammer falling to it…. Silently I contained to lengthen the pole to the height of 9 feet…
clonck …clonck …clonck …clonck …clonck …clonck …clonck …clonck …clonck …clonck …clonck …clonck …clonck …
I paused…. Letting the pole glide into water and allow the ashes of the heateing material to melt to the metal in quick shock of the coldness…. Then with a quick hand lifting the pole back into the fire
clonck …clonck …clonck …clonck …clonck …clonck …clonck …clonck …clonck …clonck …clonck …clonck …
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(05:23:31 )
-=Aldoran E. Mijurai=-
Weapon Smith/Weapon Merchant
- GRP-
-.-.-.-
standing within the forge and says to ALL: The pole began to have the desired size… I smiled and lifted it up… the muscles of my upper arms began to tighten as the heavy pole drifted to stand… I nodded pleased with my work and began to turn to check for flaws that needed to be fixed… a smile creased my face like a fanthom of the night the tip moved into the fire only now… manilus working hard to get the red brighter and glowing like a monsters eyes… I chuckled loudly and turned to get my pliers…
(05:28:03 )
Pelagon
GRP
standing within the forge and says to -=Aldoran E. Mijurai=-We: I walk through the door of the forge and lean against it while I watch my Brother working, Tal Bro, I hope all is well?
(05:29:16 )
-=Aldoran E. Mijurai=-
Weapon Smith/Weapon Merchant
- GRP-
-.-.-.-
standing within the forge and says to ALL: The brass began to glow brightly… this was getting to the core of the deal now… silently I moved a small anvil the size if a hand with a sharp tip to rest on my large anvil…. The pliers caressed the hot tip of the pole, teasing the end to start splitting in the middle, opening like a flower… tulip like the metal parted…. Silently I watched the great display of art that unfolded under my grip and teasing, the oil lamp was surly starting to show and the bright colour would come out after it was lacked and burned… I grinned inwardly…
(05:30:50 )
-=Aldoran E. Mijurai=-
Weapon Smith/Weapon Merchant
- GRP-
-.-.-.-
standing within the forge and says to Pelagon GRP: I looked up and grinned
what Ya think Bro?”
I lifted the nearly finished outside standing brazier to Your view….
(05:31:31 )
-=Aldoran E. Mijurai=-
Weapon Smith/Weapon Merchant
- GRP-
-.-.-.-
standing within the forge and says to ..sadiqah..property of A: (( Greetings, Mine))
(05:35:30 )
-=Aldoran E. Mijurai=-
Weapon Smith/Weapon Merchant
- GRP-
-.-.-.-
standing within the forge and says to Pelagon GRP: The brazier lowered back to the small anvil… I began to shape the form, to get the tulip opening for the flickering flame to smooth out and turn round… my tongue parted my lips as the measure of my eyes began to move in … silently and with a tempting grace I shifted the metal into the desire form… I chuckled as the heavy weight of Pole caused my muscles to tighten up… I laughed as I was dripping with sweat… “ I need a bath” I jested, while hammering the brass till it stopped glowing
clonck…clonck…clonck…clonck…clonck…clonck…clonck…clonck…clonck…clonck…clonck…
the first of the 20 Braziers was finished… I looked at it and smiled, I motioned for manilus my trusted thrall to lack the material and then burn it… so that a classy shine would appear and the weather would be kept outside the material not to let it neither rust nor buckler under the heavy winter…
