10-30-2011, 12:42 PM
OOC: Looks good to me :)
IC:
Kornack showed no signs of tiring, so caught up in the forging process that he had forgotten to eat, or that he may need rest during the process. After a few more blows the weapon was finally taking shape. The handle portion of the weapon was nearly six feet in length with a hook on the far end. The head of the weapon looked to be taking on the shape of an axe. As he struck the metal repeatedly, Kornack had begun singing, softly at first, but picking up in volume. None present would understand the words, nor could Kornack, even if he had been thinking clearly, remember hearing anything like them before. Though the words had a gentle ring to them, his deep voice lent a somewhat harsh quality to them.
"How long can he continue like this?" the Orc king demanded.
"I do not know.. I expected this to take him several days, but at the rate he is going... He may finish before sundown." Kornack's master replied.
As the sun is setting... the small part of Kornack's mind not entirely absorbed in the task at hand said to him. He paused only to get a drink of water while reheating the metal, then renewed his attack, forcing the stubborn material to yield to his will.
Meanwhile, another of the orcs had left the camp to begin searching for "That lazy son of a whore!" as he called the young wood cutter.
IC:
Kornack showed no signs of tiring, so caught up in the forging process that he had forgotten to eat, or that he may need rest during the process. After a few more blows the weapon was finally taking shape. The handle portion of the weapon was nearly six feet in length with a hook on the far end. The head of the weapon looked to be taking on the shape of an axe. As he struck the metal repeatedly, Kornack had begun singing, softly at first, but picking up in volume. None present would understand the words, nor could Kornack, even if he had been thinking clearly, remember hearing anything like them before. Though the words had a gentle ring to them, his deep voice lent a somewhat harsh quality to them.
"How long can he continue like this?" the Orc king demanded.
"I do not know.. I expected this to take him several days, but at the rate he is going... He may finish before sundown." Kornack's master replied.
As the sun is setting... the small part of Kornack's mind not entirely absorbed in the task at hand said to him. He paused only to get a drink of water while reheating the metal, then renewed his attack, forcing the stubborn material to yield to his will.
Meanwhile, another of the orcs had left the camp to begin searching for "That lazy son of a whore!" as he called the young wood cutter.