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[castintoflames]

Who: Maedhros & Open
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: On the Iskaulit.
When: Any time this month!

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(The ever reclusive red-haired Elf has set himself a project. Some of the blades he has forged are before him and he is using a small tool to engrave patterns upon them. His fiery hair is tied back, revealing the scars on his face and the tip missing from one of his ears.)

My brother has offered to forge items for those interested. I happily join him in that endeavor and I think myself capable of making weapons other than swords, daggers and the like. Do not think a project impossible; if we can find the parts, we will see it done.

(His deep voice is calm, but there is something distant - sad - about it. To those with keen eyes, he may look pale and tired.)

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(When he is not working on his blades - or other projects - Maedhros - all seven plus feet of him - can be found wandering the Iskaulit, his gaze distant and his lips moving as he mumbles to himself. Likely in ancient Quenya.

No, no, he's fine.)

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[bythewaves]

Nelyo. [ Maglor finds him, he always does, reaches to touch his arm, eyes sad and knowing ]

I'm here. Talk to me?

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[castintoflames]

(The words come to an awkward halt and there is tenderness in his eyes as he comes back to the present.)

It's all old.

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[bythewaves]

[ Maglor doesn't press, lets Maedhros set the pace for what sort of comfort he wants and is capable of accepting right now ]

Many things are. But they do not have to hold you, here.

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[castintoflames]

(A hand raises to touch Maglor's arm - a reassurance that he is real and not some vision.)

I never told you that near the end -

(He speaks softly, hoping not to raise bad memories for his brother.)

I thought you were all that was good in the world and I was all that was bad.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor doesn't move until Maedhros touches him, only then reaching to gently fold his brother's hand in his. He flinches a little at the reminder but shakes his head ]

You were only lost, Nelyo.

[castintoflames]

(His expression falls and his fingers curl towards his scarred palm.)

It takes so little to push me off balance. I am trying to...come to you.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor's hands catch his brother's gently ]

I know. It's alright, Nelyo. I'm here. You don't have to push yourself.

[castintoflames]

(The kindness makes him ache. His love for Maglor - for his brother's sweet patience - makes him feel utterly unworthy.)

Did I ruin your friendship with him?

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[searingedgelord]

[Okay, this forge business is definitely relevant to her interests, and she needs something sort of specific, so she decides to respond to this.]

Do you think you could make a gauntlet? A brace for my forearm that can eject a blade when I need it?

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[castintoflames]

I do not see why not. (The idea intrigues him and breaks him out of his funk a little.) What is the shape of the ejected blade?

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[searingedgelord]

[Oh, good, this is hopeful.]

It's generally similar to the shape of a standard sword blade. It doesn't need to be fancy.

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[castintoflames]

Then the gauntlet need not be widened. I will need to measure your arms and discuss the trigger mechanism.

(Gauntlets he knows, but this one could be useful on Arda.)

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[searingedgelord]

[Seems fair. She nods.]

That makes sense. When would you like to meet?

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[castintoflames]

As soon as you are available. (Then he will draw up schematics and get to work.)

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[searingedgelord]

I can come now, if it's convenient.

[She's missed her weapons.]

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[dirtyredneck]

How much for a knife?

[He wanted something better than the makeshift shank he'd put together and boy did those look like beauts.]

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[castintoflames]

We can determine payment after the knife is made. Tell me what size you prefer?

(Maedhros wants everyone to be well-supplied to defend themselves.)

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[dirtyredneck]

[He chews on that for a moment, eyes narrowing and not particularly liking the idea of having to owe something after the fact. But he did need a better weapon or three than the piece of metal he'd ripped off a wall panel.]

Know what a skinnin' knife is?

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[castintoflames]

(He will find that this Elf is not hard to appease. Maedhros likes Men - and other races besides - and he feels protective of them.)

I do. Are you a hunter? Or do you tan hides?

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[dirtyredneck]

Hunter. How much for more than one knife?

[Because he much preferred to have at least four on him at all times if he could.]

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[castintoflames]

What do you hunt if you do not mind me asking? (As long as the answer isn't "people" or "aliens", they can come to some reasonable deal.)

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[dirtyredneck]

[Daryl shrugged. He wasn't sure what kind of answer the man - or whatever he was - was expecting.]

Nothin' here. But we touch down on a planet, I could bring back something with meat to jerk for the long haul.

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[valiantfire]

{Fingon falls instep beside Maedhros one of those days, harp in hand, and plucks away at a sweet little tune that rarely fails to raise the spirit. And he's heard that generous offer, though he didn't respond to it.}

I hope you will let me help you and Kano in the forge.

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[castintoflames]

(He senses him - the gentle strength he associates with Fingon - before he sees him. The tune is a balm and he cants his head towards his sweet cousin.)

We need you. Some of the requests will involve all of our imaginations.

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[valiantfire]

{Fingon smiles up at his cousin.}

You will have all I can give!