Forge Post

[ostro_goth]

Teja is in the forge, folding steel, slowly -- as he has no forge helper now, he must move his own bellows, and can only heat the steel, or work it, once at a time.

Somehow, it seems that being Teja's forge helper is fearsomely unlucky.-


[[OOC: Find him in the forge for business or kibitzing, whatever you'd like!]]

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[dejah_thoris]

Dejah had walked passed the forge many times on her way to and from the lake, but she'd never been there when someone was working. She peeked through the door and looked around. And was pleased to recognize the face of the man working the forge. It was the dead king, what was his name? Oh yes.

"Hello," she called from the door, her gaze skimming over the walls and work benches.

[ostro_goth]

"Greetings, Dejah Thoris!" Teja says, turning around briefly while he is still hammering.

He may not stop this, while the steel is still hot enough.

[dejah_thoris]

She edges her way over the threshold, eyes fixed on his work.

"Teja, son of Tagila, yes? This is your smithy?"

[ostro_goth]

"It is the smithy that I run; it was here before I came," Teja says. "I took it over from one that then turned captain of the ship that ferries the dead; and he in turn had taken over from the dwarf who built it."

[dejah_thoris]

Dejah's eyebrows went up. A smithy with a pedigree.

"You look like you need some assistance." She gestures to the bellows.

[ostro_goth]

Teja nods.

"My forge-helper returned to his world suddenly," he says. "So I am by myself again, as I used to be. Maybe I should hire a new one, but not yet."

[dejah_thoris]

Dejah wanders closer and takes up a position at the bellows. She lifts an eyebrow in silent question if she should stand in for his absent helper, at least for the moment.

"Is there a reason you prefer to use manual labor for the bellows?"

[ostro_goth]

"I would not ask you to do such rude labour for me!" Teja says. "And it was ever done thus among my people. I know of no bellows-machine."

[dejah_thoris]

Dejah smiles, chuckles under her breath. Still, she holds up her hands in surrender.

"What if I could help you with that? I know of several different mechanical ways to move air, and if I knew precisely what you needed, I'm sure we could find you something."

[immortalthief]

Amanda is out for a run and notices that she is by the forge so she decides to stop by and see who is in.

Noticing Teja she smiles, when he isn't in the middle of anything dangerous she speaks up, "Good Afternoon." when she notices who it is she adds, "It has been awhile."

[ostro_goth]

"Greetings," Teja says. "It must have been, for I remember you not."

[immortalthief]

"We met when you were new to bar and I will admit even I only remember somethings." a warm smile with a distant memory, "There was a time when I turned into a raven." she is pretty certain that was him. "We were both friends with a god I believe." shaking her head and offers her hand, "I am Amanda."


[OOC: her journal at the time was amanda_darieux, which became immortal_now. It was so long ago that Gmail has deleted most of the posts.]

[ostro_goth]

Teja is still hammering, so cannot take her hand. "I am friends with several gods," he says, "and still remember you not. How may I help you?"

[immortalthief]

"No matter." taking her hand back, she really doesn't need him to remember her mostly she was trying to put together her own memories.

"I was thinking about making a sword and I recalled there was a forge in the area." looking around.

[ostro_goth]

"Making one?" Teja says. "I would sell you one that is ready, if you wish."

[immortalthief]

Shaking her head, "This is something that I would rather forge with my own two hands. A companion for battle, a true extension of myself."

[ostro_goth]

"If you wish to do so, of course you may," Teja says. "We can make a schedule when you wish to work, so we would not be in each other's way."

[electro_kinetic]

"Hey!" calls a fairly familiar voice, accompanied by the very familiar shock of blue hair.

"You got a hammer in here I can borrow for a second?" Nori calls over the ringing clamor of metal-on-metal.

[ostro_goth]

"I do have!" Teja calls back. "Greetings, Noriko Ashida! What hammer would you need, to do what work with?"

He is still hammering.

[electro_kinetic]

"I have a dent I need to bang out in the gauntlets," she replies.

"Did you lose your helper, or is he just taking a sick day?"

[ostro_goth]

"I shall find you one, when I am done with this round," Teja says. "And I lost him -- he left for his own world, very suddenly, about ten days ago, and has not been seen since. None knows what happened to him."

[electro_kinetic]

"Need any help?" she asks.

[ostro_goth]

"I doubt you wish to dangle helplessly from the bellows, like a blue-tasseled curtain rope," Teja says. "They are heavy, and hard to move."

[electro_kinetic]

"Oh, you've got to be joking," Noriko says. "Bet me I can move that thing, I will prove you wrong."

[ostro_goth]

"It is a large thing, which will make a strong man work hard to move," Teja points out. "If one that is smaller and slighter tries to use it, they will fail, or work themselves to exhaustion in no time."