Discussion in 'Kingdom of Chalcedon' started by byzantine warrior, Jul 13, 2004.
*Ensar raised his hammer and screamed out a war cry*
Making his way among the rooftops, Garrodna dropped down into a nice little alleyway, the building by it seems to be a smithy, and on his way across town he saw a man running with a large hammer, he had assumed he left this place.
Working at the window with a few picks the hinge creaded slowly open and Garrodan stepped in. Arms and armour were everywhere, he would expect no less for a country at war. A short pry found the smiths stash of gold, he was making gilded part of a lot of armour and ornaments, there was a fine little pile of gleaming gold ready to be taken. Dropping it into his bag and taking whatever jewels lay around to be entrusted in prepecious swords, Garrodan moved onto the valubale ornaments and items in gold and silver, a fine price these would fetch, the smith seems to be a master. In a few moments he picks up a chisel and hammer and started taking the gilding off some pre existing pieces of armour and so forth it was quick and easy, but he left most of it there and took only the big bits. Finally Garrodan's eye found an ornately worked sword with a lot of jewels and gold in the hilt and scabbard. It would be worth a lot, taking it quickly he laughed at whichever lord had paid a fortune to have this stuff made, he took a look an the order forms when the idea struck him. when they came to collect, he would be collecting whatever else they had in thier homes during their absence. Noting down the details Garrodan climbed out the window and up the wall out into the night.
*Vaden kept in full stride when he saw the figure exit the smith shop, then bound away at a speed the ninja was unable to match currently, this opponent required more study*
The war, ended Chalcedon is victorious and Theodosios returns victorious. "Citizens of Chalcedon! hear me! I bring to you the king of Edirne!" from a carriage a beaten Man is thrown out and dragged through the streets while the populace spits. and throws garbage at him. (to himself) "now time to catch that theif!"
Vaden looked at the crowd's display with a grin, "Just like home," he said to himself as he hopped down from the roof, he needed to find something out about that thief.
A hooded and cloaked figure aproched the gate of the city. perhaps there would be those who knew the Gate spells here... Or spoke a laguage that I know... Thought the figure as he aproched. Things could get rather interesting...
Dabjd enters the city. He sees a swordsmaster school and a school of lore. He enters the sworsmaster school and inquires about becoming a swordsman.
i salute thee!
the king of wolves has spoken!
Vaden watches these new people act around the city, "Where has my liege gone, that he could not greet these eager comers?"
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