The Last Stand (PG-13)

Nileve said, "Can you take me to the smithy, then?"

Rimmon nodded,and instinctively lead her there.

Nileve followed as fast as she could. She didn't let her stiffness slow her down. Arros followed behind her.

Rimmon laughed,"You and Twilight are exactly the same."

Nileve laughed, "Only I'm much worse! Besides, I'm better off than Twilight. It's more of a low battle stiffness than the rest of the junk I've been through." She cracked a couple more of her joints.

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Rimmon laughed,and shook her head.

ooc: I can't, I have guests XD

Nileve smiled, "I just need to stretch. I'm tired and not nearly as stiff as Twilight was. There is no need to worry about me."

Rimmon smiled,"Alright."

Nileve smiled, "Trust me, if I were worse than Twilight right now, you'd know it. Lily says I'm worse than Cain on those days." She laughed.

"Youch."Rimmon laughed.

Nileve chuckled, "The smithy?"

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"We're here."Rimmon grinned.

ooc: Me too...

Nileve nodded, and looked at what she had to work with. She grinned when she looked at many of the blacksmiths. Men.

Rimmon walked in,and a few bowed. That is,the ones that werent holding molten swords.

Nileve didn't worry about the men, she had her own work to do.

Rimmon nodded,and turned around. She went to see how Rasra was doing.


((ooc:Shall we speed things up so it will be funner?^^))

ooc: idk, i think we should see is Kristy and a-flower are still in here

Nileve picked a forged, and dosed the fire. She heard light sneers, but they stopped when her ears pricked. Arros stood near by, ready to help. Nileve lite the forge again, this time with blue fire. With out her necklace, Nileve was a very low level mage, as blue fire was a class of an element. She never thought about it though. With easy speed, she went to work.

The warriors of Roran were well known and respected,but they were sweating like pigs as Rasra got them working. They were fighting with one another,learning different moves,and thinking on their feet. Sometimes,Rasra would call one up to her,and she would fight them. Always,she would win. A few strokes of the Rune,and they were on their knees with her sword at their necks. When Rasra had stepped down from the throne,and completed the necklace,the sword that Rimmon always carried,the Rune,split into two. A sleeker,slightly longer and slimmer blade for Rasra. And a elegant blade that could do much damage for Rimmon. Rasra grinned as her sister approached her,"My queen."She said with a twinkle in her eyes.

Rimmon laughed,her laughter like that of a fountain of the purest,and sweetest tasting wine,raining down."My general."

Within the hour, Nileve had forged enough blades for a battlion. Working three forges helped too. She set the last one down, and worked on a assortment of other weapons. Hammers, axes, a few bows, knifes, and so on.

"Let us go get some better weapons than your broken ones."Rasra announced,and started towards the smithy,with the ranks of warriors following.

Nileve leaned back against the wall as Arros counted her work. He smiled, "That's more than enough." She smiled, and nodded, "I know. That's three forges and blue fire. And more than enough time."

Rimmon smiled at Nileve as they walked in."Nice work!"She complimented her as the men picked up the weapons and grinned amongst themselves. They hadnt had this nice of weapons since Aidrian Ivishkov was at the forge himself.

((ooc:Aidrian is the past King.XD))

Nileve shrugged, "I could of done better. I mean, compared to Adoras and Dhilorim, these are simple works. Child's play."

"Still."Rimmon grinned.

Nileve smiled as she tested a sword, "They'll hold. The blue fire makes them stronger than regular weapons."