Berserker (Lancelot of the Lake) (
of_the_lake) wrote in
eachdraidh2014-10-04 11:58 pm
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[Lancelot stood in front of a great, molten forge, walking along a narrow walk-way inside Troichean Beinn. He was out of his armor, wearing a thick smithing apron and a short-sleeved tunic, startlingly different from the usual attire he would display. As always, Lancelot's absolute lack of enthusiasm shined like a dying star.]
To those of the Unseelie court--I have a trade I would like to make with you. If you believe yourself skilled in researching history and mythology, please respond.
I have a second trade I would like to make to those with an affinity towards nature--in which I must emphasize that such an affinity is a necessity, unless one prefers risking death in this.
[Hoisting his free arm up, Lancelot raised a short-sword with a gleaming red blade, fairy letters written down the length of it. Visibly, the sword seemed to have been vibrating somewhat. Anyone with magical affinity may even hear a soft, hollow sort of noise coming from it as well.]
To those who can assist me in these favors, I can repay you with the fruits of my labors. Wrought iron, enchanted by fairy-magic. I cannot promise the best of weapons at this moment, but if you aid me in this, I will create a finer reward for you.
To those of the Unseelie court--I have a trade I would like to make with you. If you believe yourself skilled in researching history and mythology, please respond.
I have a second trade I would like to make to those with an affinity towards nature--in which I must emphasize that such an affinity is a necessity, unless one prefers risking death in this.
[Hoisting his free arm up, Lancelot raised a short-sword with a gleaming red blade, fairy letters written down the length of it. Visibly, the sword seemed to have been vibrating somewhat. Anyone with magical affinity may even hear a soft, hollow sort of noise coming from it as well.]
To those who can assist me in these favors, I can repay you with the fruits of my labors. Wrought iron, enchanted by fairy-magic. I cannot promise the best of weapons at this moment, but if you aid me in this, I will create a finer reward for you.

Video; Private
Troichean Beinn. A dwarven fortress, north of the stronghold named 'Redgate'. It is southwest of Cair Scima.
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Thank you. As of right now, I do not have anything to trade, so I will no longer waste your time.
Good luck in your endeavors.
[There was plenty of land between his current position and her own. It would be best if he did not know she was present. Here, perhaps, he can have a life free of her. Free of the crime he believes he committed.
Truly, she knew he would eventually find her, and even though they were supposedly allies here instead of enemies... she did not deserve to have the man that had been her closest friend back in her life. She had failed him, just like she had failed everyone else.]
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But, perhaps later...]