Recent content by Amelia Rowe

The Smithy “I'm certain it could be forged. We'll get it blessed if we must. But best to be specify in what magic gets countered. Make sure it's a curse. Sure sounds like a curse.” Rulgak remarked. Amelia stared up at the orcish smith with a starry-eyed expression. Making blessed weapons so...

The Smithy Amelia slipped out from behind Rulgak and stepped up to the counter. Looking a bit out of place among the small host of knights who now filled the room. She listened with rapt attention as Dejan described his mission. "A giant bat?" What did that mean? And cursed swords? That was the...

The Smithy “I doubt he’d know anything useful about exotic metals,” Rulgak confirmed Amelia's late realization. She examined the metal further. “But he will know which writers do.” True, a scholar would know about the contents of their own library, they'd have to! Amelia felt what she knew...

The Smithy “Good reasoning,” Rulgak remarked, it was? Really!? She was worried that she'd said something stupid! “This might make something stronger than steel. Could be a better blade style to use.” Amelia chewed on her lip as she tried to think of something. The problem was that she didn't...

The Smithy Though she probably should've gone back to sharpening the swords, Amelia instead took a peek at the broken sword herself. Trying to think of a solution to the strange fragility of Ulguk's weapons. Not that she could glean anything the master smith couldn't. Not at all. “I do...

The Smithy “Did you?” Rulgak inquired, taking a closer inspection at the broken blade at the end of the hilt in her hand. Amelia held her breath as she examined the blade. She knew she'd checked it when they'd finished fixing it, but what if she missed something? Rulgak might think she was...

The Forge “Oh. Well don’t sweat it too much, you’re new. Just keep your chin up.” Galnar replied, he meant it to be encouraging but it only confirmed that he didn't believe her when she said the sword should've lasted longer. Stupid apprentice hood. Amelia took a deep breath when she saw...

The Forge “Yes, all within the Order are taught. Every last one. The Knights are communal in nature. I’ve yet to learn much however. I’ve only formally joined some months ago." Amelia tried to wrap her head around the fact. She'd met a few mages before, but she never expected to live among so...

The Forge “Yes, we have many mages among our ranks; all are taught magic, according to their pursuit.” Replied Linelle. Amelia's eyes widened. "All of them!?" She had a hard time even fathoming the fact. From a village where no one used magic to living near a knighthood where nearly everyone...

Amelia listened to everything Linelle said carefully, her eyes shining with interest. She'd seldomly seen magic throughout most of her life, not much use for it in a village as small as her home. It was only after moving to Alliria that she witnessed true magic. Now, she lived in the midst of a...

Amelia's eyes widened. "Really?" She took a closer look at Linelle's work, admiring the engravings that'd been done so far. She'd never had a chance to do anything related to enchantment yet, how could she? When she doesn't have any magic in the first place. "Wow, that's amazing," she whispered...

Amelia tried to block out the exchange behind her, she really did, but her curiosity got the better of her. She couldn't help but listen to Rulgak as she continued her inspection of Galnar's work. Work which 'wasn't done' apparently, as Galnar himself had said. She realized she'd paused a bit...

Amelia chewed on her lower lip while Rulgak inspected the blade under the lamp (did she check every weapon that way?). Even though she'd already inspected most of the blade, witnessing the orc berate the other smiths had worried her all over again. “Good, even sharpness.” Rulgak commented, her...

To say the Mistfall's were confused when they heard the Knights of Anathaeum were holding a carriage wash was an understatement. But, considering themselves ardent supports of the knights, they offered up their own carriage to be washed. Either that or they didn't want to wash it themselves...

“No. I lived through it all.” Amelia stopped in place when she heard Linelle speak. She couldn't imagine actually being present during the shattering of Elbion, to have even caught a glimpse of what happened. It'd wouldn't be appropriate to ask for any details, it must've been horrifying to...