Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-25808351-20181130030753

(BT) After a long walk throughout and into the lower levels, Jorge comes to the underforge. A giant greatforge that blazed like hellfire. There Jorge sees an unlikely and yet not surprising trio diligently at work, well somewhat diligently. A Gremlin, Dwarf and Cyclops all examine Jorge’s armor for any dents they may have missed.

The Gremlin (Aki) examines Jorge’s gauntlets and shoulder armor. The Cyclops (Klile) inspects Jorge’s chest and waist armor. The Dwarf (Herruna) looks over his leg and boot armor.

Aki looked like an average Gremlin. Green spiky hair, emerald colored eyes, child size in stature. Her left ear had several piercings, while her right ear was missing a large chunk.

Klile was extremely tall, almost as tall as Jorge. She had exquisite muscles and abs, forged by many years in front of a forge. Her violet hair was short so it wouldn’t be caught in the flames of her work.

Herruna small Dwarf body was also well built and looked seasoned at her work. She had a couple scars on her body and a lone fang that was long enough that it stuck out a bit past her top lip. Her hair is blonde that eventually turns to grey at the ends of her hair.

Herruna lifts her welding helmet up and shouts back to her forge companions. “OI! Lazy Eye! You almost done over there?”

“Almost.” Klile answers in a flat unfazed tone.

“What about you Cactus?!” Herruna then shouts to Aki.

“I’M GETTIN THERE SHORTSTACK! Keep your damn pants on.” Aki protests. “It ain’t easy fixin a suit of armor without fixin it.”

“Well orders is orders, Lord De’Sange wants the dents out, the straps and padding treated and restitched, but all puncture spots untouched and color as is. We’re gettin paid a lotta money for this.”

“How much did the Lord say?” Klile asked in her expressionless voice.

“50 pounds of gold!” Herruna shouted in a boastful fashion. “We’ll be drinkin high class ale tonight.” Herruna then looks and sees Jorge. She immediately knows it’s him because of his size. “That’s our boy. Only a guy this big could fit armor like this.

Herruna hops from her work stool and trots to the forge counter where the trios works are displayed. By the ornate weapons and armor pieces strewn about the place, Jorge could immediately tell they were skilled at their work and the size of their forge hints that they supply the majority of Covenant gear.

“Oi, big boy! Come to pick yer armor have ya? Well it’s just about done. Me an the girls are double checkin our work.”