Pacha

The Crowning Mechanism

CRAAAAAWLING IN MY SKIIIIIIIN

i've been laughing ever since i realized what albin sounds like.

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Albin took one last look at the grand walls behind him. It was perhaps the final time that he would ever look at them. His heart rate quickened. The sudden realization hit him like a sack of bricks. Arx, what he knew, seemed to be much smaller on the outside. However, that was most likely due to the sheer scale of the outside world. The sheer size of what the outside world may have been was impressive; much further than he ever remembered.

Earlier, he had said goodbye to craftsmen. To them, he was family. Most objected, however, they knew that they couldn't stop someone as impulsive as Albin. He said his goodbyes, told them his reasoning, and left. It was a bitter goodbye. If he died, many theories and creations would cease to exist (at least, in his own opinion). However, if he survived, he would most likely bring enough rare metals to prove his theories, he could catapult the city into an age of good weaponry.

He looked around at his companions for this mission. Some drab men wearing rather normal armor and quite nice weaponry. However, Albin's attention was drawn away from these normal-appearing warriors. The one companion he truly noticed was a young woman, perhaps only a few years older than him.

Her hair was similar to his own, in the sense that it seemed to be unnatural. Albin's attention was brought further to her curves. Her interesting, smooth curves... of her bow. It was strung and appeared to be rather old. Not even before Albin could piece together whatever was going on, he automatically began to speak.

"Why is your bow strung already? How long has it even been strung?" He said in a loud tone. To him, proper maintenance of weaponry was key to winning wars (not like he had fought in any). "It's only proper to always keep your bow in a safe and dry location, preferably within a soft wooden case inside of a tightly woven sack. Not to mention, if it is ever strung for long periods of time, it tends to weaken the limbs. By the appearance and style of the bow, and by which I mean it's craftsmanship is not familiar to me, I can tell that it is quite old. It appears like whoever have given you the bow had taken much better care of it than you."

His tone was rather rude, however, it wasn't without reasoning. To Albin, anyone who took improper care of weapons was a fool and should not be trusted. A rusty sword, or in this case, damaged bow could break and cause the user to be at the receiving end of the pain.

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<Snipped quote by Pacha>

Actually.

I think I'm going with she does have it strung.

Mostly because they are walking into unknown territory and might run into something that would very much like to eat them. Stringing the bow would just take unnecessary and unneeded amount of time.

She'd probably unstring it or whatever when they stop for the night, of course, but when they're traveling...yeah. Probably will be ready to shoot something in the face.

@Rune_Alchemist

Too late. Albin is already throwing an impulsive hissy-fit.

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@Pacha It's bad to do that, right XD?

@RabidAnubis

Aye. It's absolutely horrible to always keep a bow strung. From what I remember, bows warp a lot if they're left strung (especially if the bow isn't stored in a completely dry and cool environment), causing them to lose a lot of tension.

However, today, some bows are made extremely well, so it's less of a big deal. The only reason why you'd leave bows strung is if you're shooting it every day.

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Before I make my post, I need to know of Maria:

Does she currently have her bow strung? If so, it's time for the verbal craftsman dunking.

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Albin de Fabrica

"I am Albin de Fabrica. Not the literal son of a forge. At least, I think."
Name:
Albin de Fabrica

Age:
18

Gender:
Male

Class:
Merchant and Craftsman
(Just a note here, I find it weird how there's no middle class here. I don't really feel as Albin can fit into any one of the the slots, as he's not noble, nor is he a warrior. Serfs also rent land, so that's a no-no.)

Appearance:
Albin appears as most his age; young, unscarred, and normal. His most notable feature is his hair, which is an extraordinary shade of blonde that fades into a teal. Though, it is not natural. He accidentally bleached his hair while trying to create a polish for his blade. He stands at 5'9" tall and is of a slender build. His eyes are hazel, causing them to be more of a yellow colour, if anything. He tends not to wear armour, as his greatest asset is how fast he can run away. His clothing consists of anything warm and comfortable.

Personality:
Albin tends to be rather impulsive. Because of this, his emotions tend to change on a whim. Not like he was actually feeling the emotions that he acts out; he thinks it's more about getting his point across.

His interests really only include craftsmanship and metals. He wants to uncover the secrets of metal, especially steel. He's rather one-track minded in this aspect; he's usually more interested in proper care of weaponry than actually using the weapons themselves. He also tends to be absent-minded and oblivious at times, being unable to see or understand any minute details one may show.

Backstory:
Albin never quite knew his father, nor his mother. He never had the opportunity of meeting them. Or, at least, remembering meeting them. Albin was raised by the various craftsmen and their families . In return, he helped them with whatever they needed, such as helping on the forge, making weaponry for soldiers, fixing armour, and any other odd jobs a young boy could do. As such, the craftsmen gave him the name of de Forgia, as to show his upbringing by the community.

As he grew up, he slowly became more and more bored with the standard process of blacksmithing and creating craftworks. Copper was pretty much the only metal usable for the average smith. He became more and more interested in the properties of copper. However, his research within the walls had only gotten so far. He began to desire to leave the walls to create the strongest metal. Or, at least try to prove his half-cocked theories true.

On Albin's 16th birthday, began his plan. Using the various gifts given to him by other craftsmen, he worked on his sword. After a year and multiple failed attempts later, he made a workable sword. Though, it was rather curved. Still, it was a nice sword. One of the smiths managed to get a small amount of steel, to which Albin's heart began to pound. Whatever the metal was, he really liked it. He managed to stick it on the back end of his sword, helping it's durability significantly.

For the next year, Albin trained his combat skill. However, the curved blade didn't really work for any standard sword fighting strategy. He instead chose to draw the sword as fast as he could. The curved blade helped it and Albin decided that drawing the sword would be the one thing that he focused on.

After another year, Albin could strike fast by drawing the blade and attacking at the same time. Not quite the best strategy, but still useful. However, after all this training, the blade of the sword turned out to be quite dull and not as lustrous as it used to be. The next month or so was experimenting with various ways to clean the blade. Albin managed to create a nice substance to polish up his blade (after he repaired it, of course). While putting the mixture away, it managed to fall directly on his head.

When he had awoken, his scalp had been mildly burned, and his hair turned a strange colour. Albin didn't quite care, though. He thought he looked pretty nice. All trained up, he was ready for the adventure to find new metals.

Skills and Divine Abilities:
The Heart of Dragons
Albin has a sixth sense. Whenever he comes close to rare metals of any type, his heart rate begins to quicken. Additionally, he can turn a palm-sized rock into a flake of steel and a lot of dust by pressing his hands on it as hard as he can. Not that that's useful, anyways. It's much more of a parlour trick, if anything.

Craftsman
Due to his upbringing, Albin can repair various tools while inside of the dungeon. He also has an extensive knowledge of proper care for weaponry, armour, and tools. He also has a wide general knowledge on herbs, rocks, and metals.

The Drawing Sword
Due to Albin training only one specific skill in case he needed the ability to fight, he learned how to draw his sword extremely fast while striking at the same time. While this skill is extremely neat looking and strong to start a fight with, he really can't do anything else after drawing his sword.

Good Runner
Albin's second form of fighting; which is coincidentally fleeing. He can run faster than most, which is all that matters (especially in bear attacks).

Equipment:
Albin's Blade
The first good quality blade that Albin created. It is curved and only has one edge that can cut. This allows it to be drawn and swung much easier. Though, it is much more fragile and smaller than normal swords. Made out of mostly copper with a strip of steel across the flat edge, allowing it to not break instantly. Comes with a very ornate sheathe that looks lovely.

Albin's Clothes
They look nice and are warm and comfy. That's about it.

Craftsman's Gear
A belt containing a small and extremely tough hooked knife, a durable hammer, an extremely long length of bowstring, brick and mortar, and other small craftsman tools.

Favourite Food:
Oily bread with lots of herbs in it; an extremely rare treat that is just right.

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<Snipped quote by Pacha>

Need to fill that blank in XD

... otherwise, our future smith is going to die be invited on the journey! Oily bread is in fact aweseom!

@RabidAnubis

Turns out, I'm a big ol' dummy and edited the name in the text document after I posted it.

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Finally finished it all. I used Albin and didn't realize that I was going to use Albus until I actually finished it. Good job me.

Albin de Fabrica

"I am Albin de Fabrica. Not the literal son of a forge. At least, I think."
Name:
Albin de Fabrica

Age:
18

Gender:
Male

Class:
Merchant and Craftsman
(Just a note here, I find it weird how there's no middle class here. I don't really feel as Albin can fit into any one of the the slots, as he's not noble, nor is he a warrior. Serfs also rent land, so that's a no-no.)

Appearance:
Albin appears as most his age; young, unscarred, and normal. His most notable feature is his hair, which is an extraordinary shade of blonde that fades into a teal. Though, it is not natural. He accidentally bleached his hair while trying to create a polish for his blade. He stands at 5'9" tall and is of a slender build. His eyes are hazel, causing them to be more of a yellow colour, if anything. He tends not to wear armour, as his greatest asset is how fast he can run away. His clothing consists of anything warm and comfortable.

Personality:
Albin tends to be rather impulsive. Because of this, his emotions tend to change on a whim. Not like he was actually feeling the emotions that he acts out; he thinks it's more about getting his point across.

His interests really only include craftsmanship and metals. He wants to uncover the secrets of metal, especially steel. He's rather one-track minded in this aspect; he's usually more interested in proper care of weaponry than actually using the weapons themselves. He also tends to be absent-minded and oblivious at times, being unable to see or understand any minute details one may show.

Backstory:
Albin never quite knew his father, nor his mother. He never had the opportunity of meeting them. Or, at least, remembering meeting them. Albin was raised by the various craftsmen and their families . In return, he helped them with whatever they needed, such as helping on the forge, making weaponry for soldiers, fixing armour, and any other odd jobs a young boy could do. As such, the craftsmen gave him the name of de Forgia, as to show his upbringing by the community.

As he grew up, he slowly became more and more bored with the standard process of blacksmithing and creating craftworks. Copper was pretty much the only metal usable for the average smith. He became more and more interested in the properties of copper. However, his research within the walls had only gotten so far. He began to desire to leave the walls to create the strongest metal. Or, at least try to prove his half-cocked theories true.

On Albin's 16th birthday, began his plan. Using the various gifts given to him by other craftsmen, he worked on his sword. After a year and multiple failed attempts later, he made a workable sword. Though, it was rather curved. Still, it was a nice sword. One of the smiths managed to get a small amount of steel, to which Albin's heart began to pound. Whatever the metal was, he really liked it. He managed to stick it on the back end of his sword, helping it's durability significantly.

For the next year, Albin trained his combat skill. However, the curved blade didn't really work for any standard sword fighting strategy. He instead chose to draw the sword as fast as he could. The curved blade helped it and Albin decided that drawing the sword would be the one thing that he focused on.

After another year, Albin could strike fast by drawing the blade and attacking at the same time. Not quite the best strategy, but still useful. However, after all this training, the blade of the sword turned out to be quite dull and not as lustrous as it used to be. The next month or so was experimenting with various ways to clean the blade. Albin managed to create a nice substance to polish up his blade (after he repaired it, of course). While putting the mixture away, it managed to fall directly on his head.

When he had awoken, his scalp had been mildly burned, and his hair turned a strange colour. Albin didn't quite care, though. He thought he looked pretty nice. All trained up, he was ready for the adventure to find new metals.

Skills and Divine Abilities:
The Heart of Dragons
Albin has a sixth sense. Whenever he comes close to rare metals of any type, his heart rate begins to quicken. Additionally, he can turn a palm-sized rock into a flake of steel and a lot of dust by pressing his hands on it as hard as he can. Not that that's useful, anyways. It's much more of a parlour trick, if anything.

Craftsman
Due to his upbringing, Albin can repair various tools while inside of the dungeon. He also has an extensive knowledge of proper care for weaponry, armour, and tools. He also has a wide general knowledge on herbs, rocks, and metals.

The Drawing Sword
Due to Albin training only one specific skill in case he needed the ability to fight, he learned how to draw his sword extremely fast while striking at the same time. While this skill is extremely neat looking and strong to start a fight with, he really can't do anything else after drawing his sword.

Good Runner
Albin's second form of fighting; which is coincidentally fleeing. He can run faster than most, which is all that matters (especially in bear attacks).

Equipment:
Albin's Blade
The first good quality blade that Albin created. It is curved and only has one edge that can cut. This allows it to be drawn and swung much easier. Though, it is much more fragile and smaller than normal swords. Made out of mostly copper with a strip of steel across the flat edge, allowing it to not break instantly. Comes with a very ornate sheathe that looks lovely.

Albin's Clothes
They look nice and are warm and comfy. That's about it.

Craftsman's Gear
A belt containing a small and extremely tough hooked knife, a durable hammer, an extremely long length of bowstring, brick and mortar, and other small craftsman tools.

Favourite Food:
Oily bread with lots of herbs in it; an extremely rare treat that is just right.

When your introduction is just right.

Heyo. I'm just some nerd who likes this one singular maymay too much.

I come here to practice flexing my writing muscles juuuuust right.

Anyways, a bit about me:

My name is Pacha and I enjoy long walks on the beach, deep conversation, holding hands, romance novels, pruning the garden, and doing things just right.

My talents include running jokes into the ground and editing graphics.

I used to RP on Skype, but I decided to leave that once I realized that Skype was total balls for literally everything.