[Research] Warden Armour

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Klide placed another ring in place as he responded to Rook's first question. "Your assumption is correct, but this armor is no more a pain to maintain than any other kind. As long as you keep cleaning the sweat, water, dirt, and other erosive and/or corrosive substances off of it, the armor will not need any repairs or replacement of pieces. And in some ways, chain mail is less work to maintain than other armors. If it is stabbed with enough force and a few of the rings do burst, for example lets say you were stabbed very forcefully with a spear, the five or six rings that are damaged or broken by this attack can be easily replaced. Where as with a full set of plate mail armor, if one of the plates is bend, warped, pierced, or otherwise damaged, it is a lot more work to repair and in some cases may even need to be replaced." Klide then yawned abruptly. "Sorry about that, I guess I am not yet fully awake. Any way, aside from that, it is pretty simply to maintain armor." Klide took a moment to think, but then Bailin began to speak about how he had heard to maintain armor. Klide listened intently, and it sounded accurate. "I have no idea whether we need to worry about rust or not. This world may not have such a problem, but it would make sense to have corrosion in this world, just like the last, otherwise the economy would not be able to function as well, with less need for repair and maintenance from people who do not care for their armor, after all, this world is still technically a game, though I choose to see it as more of an alternate reality. I Agree that it is better to be prepared for something that is not certain, rather than being stuck in a difficult situation unprepared. Bailin, what you said sounded good to me That method is known to work well, and honestly, I am not familiar with many other methods, though for smaller pieces of armor, you can use a sack of sand, and shake that rather than using a large barrel." Klide then listened to Rook's other question. "I do not believe in being greedy with what I have, If my knowledge can help, then that is good, but at the same time, I have a concern about putting knowledge of smithing and some limited knowledge of sword techniques out into the world. My concern is that PKers will find the information and use it to even more effectively kill other players. And while there is no permanent penalty for death in this world, I would rather it not be made easier for them to do. However, I suppose living in fear is also a problem is it not? Knowledge is a funny thing in that sense, how in the wrong hands it can be a very frightful thing, but it can also be something great and helpful. Rook, I appologize for ranting so much. To answer your question, I would like to share the knowledge I have, hopefully at least some of it still applies in this world."

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Tags: Bailin , Rook

[Rook]

Rook considered Bailin’s unusual knowledge and Klide’s concerns. Slightly surprised by both. She guessed Bailin must have been a near the HEMA scene in the old world, but that guess was just based how she’d come across similar knowledge.

Klide’s concerns were, interesting. She considered them for a moment.
“Hmmm, I think this world has done a good enough job arming the murderous masses already but I understand your point. Consider it this way, this world gives us iron swords, but not railroad tracks. If we want those, we’ll have to do it ourselves outside of the game’s crafting system.” Rook began, thinking about how the train has changed history.

“While I’m certain that no individual person has all of the knowledge required to make it work... if we begin to pool our knowledge we could change this world.” She thought on it for a moment. “Not that I’m saying industry is the solution to anything. It’s just a bigger lever to engineer change. What the change is depends on who applies the force.”

“Really though, I’m not out to engineer change. I don’t mind terribly if the information stays hidden as long as it stays. Don’t forget, we lose a chunk of memories every time we’re defeated. Losing the words to a song, losing the twist to a family recipe, losing a crucial learning from the old world. There are things that can’t be relearned easily.” She didn’t mentioned the tiny precious things which were impossible to learn again.

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Tagged: Bailin @blazeedge

[Bailin]

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HP: 100% MP: 100% RH: Saurum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) LH: Sarum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) QS: Golden Hilt (lvl 21) AR: Flak Jacket (lvl 21)

WC: 453 TWC: 6479 Tags @blazeedge Rook Theme Song TS Credits Cortana

“I see, so no swimming whilst wearing the armour and things should be fine? That is indeed good news to hear. I was, however, unawares of the nigh impenetrable defence chainmail offers, my friend did not mention that when we discussed the armour types. What I gathered from what he told me was that once one ring is gone, more will follow soon.” Bailin responded, after Klide explained that being hit did not result in a cascade of structural failures, as well as confirming the relative ease of how one could keep his chainmail clean in the real world, back home or was this now home? [break][break] Between the replies Klide let out a yawn, claiming he was not yet awake, though Bailin suspected the blacksmith was also bored out of his mind with all the rings he had been creating. However he kept his mouth shut on the matter and let Klide and Rook chat a bit, Klide bringing up an interesting item, only to be met with an equally interesting response from Rook. [break][break] “Knowledge is power; one should hide and hone it well, for the pen is mightier than the sword, brains over brawn and so on. I agree with Klide that we should strive to limit the sales of both weapons and certain know how to PK’ers, however, I read somewhere that most developments come during wars and that after the war those developments will slowly become available to the public. Think of it like computers, first only the armies had them, but slowly they became available to the people. To stick with what you said Rook, I think it would be possible for us to create a railroad system. As a mechanic I can make steam engines, and this is not a joke, Klide could provide the rail beams and a carpenter could make the wooden beams to keep the tracks in place. Also I have created a portable oven, well more like a stove, and thus, such as it is, I think we could indeed influence this world, perhaps even see this as a second chance and not make the same mistakes we made in our own world. I also agree with you that we can set in motion events that would change this world and that we could very well lose certain parts of information. That’s why I’ve asked you to come here and write things down. If all three of us were to perish several times and lose important information, we could simply look it up in the manuals we have, or more you, created. Think of it as a failsafe of sorts.” Bailin spoke, carefully choosing his words as he responded to both Rook and Klide. [break][break] k]

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"Oh, But I think you misunderstood me. As concerned as I said I was, I do not wish to horde knowledge that can help the people who genuinely need it. My concern does not mean I will not share the knowledge I have. You bring a valid point, but I need no convincing." Klide chuckled a little. "Though I must say, making a train does sound really appealing now. I agree that I for certain to not have all the knowledge necessary for making a train, but I think that with Bailin's knowledge of steam engines, and my skills at making metal plating for the hull and shell of the train, we could pull it off, and if we got a woodworker in on the action, we could have tracks connected, and make quite a luxurious inside for the train with the help of a tailor for cushioned seat and curtains." Klide became very excited about the idea of making a train. He would not mind being known as one of the people who helped lead to a huge leap forward in technology, despite his usual shyness and feeling of wanting to be distant and in the shadows. "Rook, as for your concern on me loosing my memories, I have yet to die, and i have no intention of starting now. I will not die until everything that I need to get done has been achieved, though I do not yet know what I want to get done." He turned to Bailin. "And as for your thoughts on swimming, I must agree. Though even if the armor were not capable of rusting, I would discourage swimming in it. That is an added fifteen to twenty pounds on your body, which may make it difficult to stay above the surface." Klide then returned his thoughts to ones of the train. "you said you can make a portable stove. If we can make a big one, then that can help produce the heat for boiling the water in the steam engine." Klide was drawing the little parts in his head. He was not certain of everything, his limited knowledge had little about mechanics of trains, but he could figure out the basics. On a separate note, there were much fewer ringlets left on the table, in his excitement, Klide had worked double time on the weaving, his ADHD moving his hands on their own as he talked. The time for making plates was approaching much faster than he expected. "Bailin, I must add that where as what I said about chain mails resilience to piercing is true, it is rather vulnerable to attacks with a lot of heft and momentum behind them, so the attacks you should be most worried about are ones from axes, maces, and hammers. They do well against slashing from swords, and are good at protecting against stabs, especially because I used ringlets with a small diameter for the chain mail. But as is recommended with any form of fighting, whether you have good armor or not, dodging is the best way to not die."

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Total Word Count: 7543+517= 8060
Tags: Bailin , Rook
Notes: I really want to build a train now...

[Rook]

“Well, a train is just an example. The fairy gates reduce this world’s need for reliable long distance travel. With that said if there was a far out farming community I’m sure they would appreciate easier shipping. The constantly spawning aggressive monsters make travel through the wilderness exceptionally difficult.” Rook was a little taken aback by the general enthusiasm for trains. Though she could certainly understand the desire to be remembered.

“The thing is there’s a lot of stuff like that, trains can’t exist without metallurgy. Almost all human knowledge is built upon other human knowledge and people live so far from the basic foundational stuff that’d we’d die without the support of society. Theldesia is a little more forgiving… our bodies are superhumanly resilient and we can eat using the game mechanics at least.”

Rook bit into the third tart apple, she nearly bit the thing in half with her enthusiasm.

“We also have the gift that we know what’s possible. Lets not forget that every advance into the unknown made in the past was an exercise in maybe. It took time and resources to make things that people weren’t sure would work. We know a train could work, we know… vaguely how it goes together. As long as we don’t lose too much, we don’t need to reinvent the wheel, just to rediscover it.”

“While I doubt anybody knows precisely how to make one, if enough people know enough little parts of the puzzle it could be done.”

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Tagged: Bailin @blazeedge

[Bailin]

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HP: 100% MP: 100% RH: Saurum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) LH: Sarum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) QS: Golden Hilt (lvl 21) AR: Flak Jacket (lvl 21)

WC: 518 TWC: 6997 Tags @blazeedge Rook Theme Song TS Credits Cortana

“To hoard or not to hoard, that is an interesting question. But alas, if I did misinterpret your intentions, it is a question that will have to wait.” Bailin said with a smile. “Well, to be honest I know little to none regarding steam engines, however as a mechanic I can build them, bar that I presume a lot of common sense comes into play. As for now I fear that a train might actually be more reliable than the Fairy Gates, the last thing I heard was that they did not function properly, if at all. I fear I am also unaware of anyone looking into them or verifying the rumours and I will have to leave things at that on the matter. Neither have I perished in this world nor do I intend to do so, I fear that even though this immortality comes at a price, I’d prefer to remain the good old me for a long, very long time.” [break][break] “Personally I would go for the simpler approach Klide, a large metal furnace so to speak, much like a forge, placed next to the water container. That way one could keep funnelling fuel into it, maintaining the desired heat and so on, boiling the water, which generates steam, which powers the piston and so on. The idea is simple; the game mechanics actually assist us with certain parts, indeed much like metallurgy. I knew near to nothing regarding the workings of mechanical things, however, since I have been here for a considerable length of time, I’d dare say my knowledge and skills have increased in that field. I can also verify that for some reason unknown to me, the recipe list updates whenever someone thinks and creates something new. As such, yes indeed Rook, even here one continues to build upon the knowledge and experience of others. Rediscovering the wheel might be a big step, I reckon it’d be more like rebuilding one, but yes, all there is to it is try. What was that saying again: Qui audet adipiscitur, who dares wins. As such I agree with you Rook, we should try, be bold and venture forth into the unknown and we find the limits of our abilities by thinking of new ideas, new things to make, building on each part of the puzzle, however small it might be. It might indeed be so that the game mechanics allow for certain parts of the armour to be broken, like it would happen in our original world. Yet I wonder, if we look at this world as a game, it would require a lot of detail to keep track of each individual ring and the forces exerted on it. Would it not be easier to view the armour as a whole and deduct points, or durability, from the whole rather than the separate rings? Of course avoiding would be better than getting hit, but alas, that is not always an option. I suppose time will tell how things are in due time. For now, Klide, how fare things on the armour?” Bailin ended his plea. [break][break]

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"Rook... I do not think you understand what you have started. Where as to you the idea of making a train was just an example, to me, it is a challenge, and I accept that challenge. I will make a train. I am sorry if you did not intend it as a challenge, but I guess it is just the way I am wired. And although I do not know the most about trains, back in the other world I took a class in school where I took apart and re-constructed a few small engines. That knowledge may be of some help, as it is the same basic concept, and I would just have to expand it and adjust the mechanics with the help of Bailin, and maybe some others. I agree with Bailin on the point of the fairy gates. I too have heard that they have not been in proper function as of late. I too am also unaware of anyone trying to find out what is wrong with them at this time. So, an alternate form of fast transportation would be more than welcome, and I am certain it would also be very well received, by Adventurers and People of the Land. As for making a wheel, it is different for a train that for other things. I have no idea how to make a tire for a car, or a tread for a tank, but a locomotive wheel is basically just a steel ring with many thick, sturdy spokes. I think that if we had a small team we could make it, provided that you are interested in joining me in this endeavor Bailin? It would be no small feat, but I think that you are the most qualified (much more so than myself) person I know. I would definitely appreciate your help. I know you said you know little to none regarding steam engines. However, you also said that as a mechanic you could build them, and i would agree that most of this will be common sense, as well as trial and error, though hopefully less of the latter. I have tons of ideas bubbling around in my head right now for this train, but let us return to the task at hand, lest I get distracted and mess something up." Klide smiled and looked back down to his hands, where the last few rings were beginning to find their places in the chain mail. "Bailin, as for your last question, I will begin the forging of the plates presently, though I hope the added noise does not not take away from the conversation."

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Tags: Bailin , Rook

[Rook]

Rook wasn’t precisely sure what she’d started either. Still she felt satisfied… the kind of satisfaction a pyromaniac gets upon starting a blaze. She just hoped it wouldn’t become arson later on.

“I’m sure the noise won't be too bad.” She lied, she was already plotting her escape if the anvil rang as loudly as yesterday. “As for making a train, it would take a lot of materials, and it would be a huge investment… as always I would counsel the wisdom of making a prototype first.”

She held her quill aside between the first two fingers like a cigarette. She rolled it as she thought. Lazily the feather swept through the air.

“Understanding prototypes are something best kept small, and that we’d need a lot of quarried stone and metal… aside from dungeons, has this game ever allowed mining? You could test theories on tracks, wheels, suspension and engines on mine carts while getting the very materials needed to make more tracks.”

She felt there was no harm in encouraging them. This should not interfere with her own plans, it may even help. Heaven knew there were a lot of people who needed something productive to do. Better security transporting raw materials would mean lower prices on food.

“I wonder if we could reclaim any of the ruins… I know that a lot of infrastructure has broken when it’s size was halved. Perhaps we could at least analyse the remnants and maybe recycle the pieces that don’t go anywhere.”

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Tagged: Bailin @blazeedge

[Bailin]

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HP: 100% MP: 100% RH: Saurum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) LH: Sarum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) QS: Golden Hilt (lvl 21) AR: Flak Jacket (lvl 21)

WC: 533 TWC: 7530 Tags @blazeedge Rook Theme Song TS Credits Cortana

Scratching his beard Bailin listened intently to what the swashbuckler and enchanter were debating. Klide thought of the example as a challenge, talking as if something inside him was itching to build a train, simply because he had the… urge to rise to the occasion and grasp the challenge in front of him with both hands. Rook on the other hand cautioned a more methodical approach, creating a prototype on scale first rather than plunge in head first like Klide nearly suggested. Eventually the conversation went back to the task at hand as Klide told that he was going to start on forging the plates required to fill up the empty spaces. [break][break] “I thank you for the compliment Klide, but I am fairly certain there are many more mechanics out there and a lot better at it than I am. However, if you need my help with things, you know where to find me, the same goes for you Rook.”Bailin started with a gentle smile. “As for the train, I agree that we should hold this discussion elsewhere, lest we mix up the two tasks as they are different in nature. A scale model would be grand; however, I fear I must brag a tad, funding is not that much of an issue for me. I doubt it will run into the thousands for a mere prototype. Once the prototype has been proven to be successful and work, I am fairly certain we can find funding to make a proper train and railroads. As for the noise, I think it should be fine, if not we could always toss open the door as to give the sound a way to vacate the room and as such reduce the noise.” Bailin suggested, awaiting the response of the others whether or not he should open the door to his garden, or well more like a battlefield. [break][break] “Regarding the infrastructure, I have attempted to create a subsection within the guild to assist with things like that, however, as of the current state I think a lot of people are still finding their bearings and as such things might take a while. As a mechanic I also can do rather little with stones or wood, as we would probably require artisans to work with the stone. Reclaiming the ruins might prove challenging, yet intriguing though I suspect it might be subjective to the rules of the game. If, for example, said ruin is part of the instances or raids, we could conquer it every time, yet will not be able to hold it as the laws of this world would prevent it. As such I would be inclined to suggest we find those ruins that are both unknown of origin or goal and those that are known. If we mark those that are claimed by this world and focus our attention to those that are unknown, we might indeed, perhaps, be able to reclaim and rebuild those, as well as the roads and bridges between towns. Yet, alas, I lack the manpower and resources at the current time to make a proper effort of things.” Bailin explained, moving his hands about as to accentuate his intentions. [break][break]

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"I am more than willing to invest in this project, but to be completely honest, that is not one of my concerns." Klide said this just as he wove the last of the ringlets in place. He now had a small pile of ringlets off to the side, which he would use to connect the plates to the chain mail. He then stood  and walked over to the furnace, preparing to heat the metal he would use to make the plates. "As you said, we can reclaim any ruins that are not designated by the game as questing areas or other such things. There will be plentiful amounts of steel to use from old mine carts and mine cart rails, as well as old tool heads and other metal utilities like buckets. I have no fear that we can get most, if not all, of the metal we need for free. If we need different types of metals, we can adjust the carbon content of the metals we collect, provided that this worlds physics allow for such rudimentary smithing methods. I Have little experience with making any prototypes, though I am well aware of their purpose. To my knowledge this world does allow for mining, so you do not need to worry about that." Klide had now begun the heating of the metal, and was once again sitting while he waited for the blaze to do its job and bring the metal to a light crimson. "Ah, well thank you for the offer Bailin. Could you please open them then? It would also help with air circulation for keeping the temperature in the room a bit more bearable, and fresh air in the morning will definitely be quite refreshing. Also, as for your point on re-taking the ruins that are not designated as raid occasions and such by the system, I would be more than willing to join you in the clearing of said ruins. It would help me both with leveling and with collecting the metals from the ruins, if I were to start once we got there." Klide then pulled the hot metal from the blazing furnace and began striking with the first of many clings of metal on metal.

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Total Word Count: 8500+372=8872
Tags: Bailin , Rook

[Rook]

Even with the door open Rook felt the heat and noise were oppressive. She had no desire to stick around in such an environment… at the same time she had to keep an eye on things to record the process.

She really wished Bailin had set up the forge outside. Or maybe make an adjoining office with only a small window the action.

With that said she also wished Bailin would provide her with another glass of water and maybe a plate of delicious pastries. Alas, some things were just not going to happen it seemed.

Once again she clammed up and made it more pleasant with the aid of mana trance. She wrote out what she’d gathered so far again. Removing stray thoughts and sentences, reducing parts that were in the initial design which have been removed in the new, lighter weight design. What once was a passage, became a paragraph.

She also began some illuminations. Well, diagrams and pictures really. Only a few to make the concepts more understandable… and one for pure vanity a chibi-stylized image of the three of them in a 2D Bailin’s workshop.

In the image Bailin was gesturing to a chalk board, while Klide belted an anvil. She placed herself at a writing desk near a window, idly looking out at the fading blue sky.

“So how will you attach the rings to the plates? will you put holes in the plates, or weld rings onto the back or even into the side?”

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Skill Used: Enchanter*:Mana Trance
Word Count: 250
Tagged: Bailin @blazeedge

[Bailin]

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HP: 100% MP: 100% RH: Saurum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) LH: Sarum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) QS: Golden Hilt (lvl 21) AR: Flak Jacket (lvl 21)

WC: 361 TWC: 7891 Tags .@blazeedge Rook Theme Song TS Credits Cortana

As Bailin opened the garage door a swift breeze of cool air filled the room and revealed the no-man’s-land in his garden. As he walked back into the garage annex smithy he noticed rook scribbling away in her notebook and Klide working hard on bits and pieces of metal. It was an interesting sight, a sight that made him smile. Once he had re-joined with his two companions Rook asked a rather interesting question regarding the attachment of the plates. It occurred to Bailin that it made most sense to punch holes through the plates and have rings attached to the plate and armour, joining the two items together. Most of the rings had been made of the conductive material Bailin had thought to be needed to allow for the safe flow of mana and purity through said rings, however, the attachment of the metal plates was something he had not put too much thought into as it was not his specialty. [break][break] The conversation that was pending before Rook’s question was in regards of reclaiming certain parts of the world as well as the establishment of a railroad between certain locations. Klide had stated that he would be willing to invest in said endeavour, yet he was concerned regarding the acquirement of the required materials. His biggest fear on the matter however would be the required and mandatory invention of new ways to work with metal. On that part Bailin agreed, discovering new ways to create things was a general pain because, despite all the effort one put into it, it all depended on the game mechanics allowing for such an invention. [break][break] “Perhaps we could gather some of the troops and have ourselves an epic raid one day, I would love to go on such an adventure at least once whilst I still have the time and we are still here. It would also be a perfect opportunity to test the armour itself. Yet those things require a certain degree of preparation, something which would distract us quite some bit if we were to enter into detail here and now.” Bailin responded, voicing his opinion in a calm and friendly manner. [break][break]

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Klide looked up from the sheets of metal he was gradually heating up and responded to Rook. "Well, I intend to do the former most option. Welding is not as secure a hold, and if one of the rings that are welded break, then it is a whole lot of trouble to replace it. Where as with a ring in a hole, you simply put a new ring in. As a side note, in my personal opinion, welding  ring to the side of the plates would be the least wise option of the three. Not only does it have the disadvantages of being welded in general, but it is also much easier to hit, and is welded to a thin edge of metal, which does not make for the most supported or strongest hold." With that, he turned to begin hammering the metal, and turned only to be met with a gust of cool, fresh, fragrant air. "Ahhh, that feels good." The intense heat soon drained from the furnace room and Klide continued his work; heating and hammering. "Yes Bailin, I would very much like that. A  epic raid with friends would be an experience I too would want to have. As you say, however, it would require a degree of preparation, and I still have plans for at least one new sword before I embark on such a quest." Klide looked down at the metal, now once again resting in its bed of red blankets of flame and burning coals.

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Total Word Count: 8872+250=9123
Tags: Bailin , Rook

[Rook]

The cool air was a welcome change from the heat, swirling about. There was still a lot of heat coming directly from the forge but Rook found it less suffocating.

The conversation seemed to go in big pendulous arcs from their current work to the idea from earlier. She couldn’t keep up and write at the same time so she didn’t try. Pieces of the conversation slipped past her uncommented.

She focused on the writing. The task at hand.

“How many perforations will you have to put in the plate to affix the rings? If you put in too many, don’t you run the risk of the plate itself tearing? Like a perforated notebook page, it takes a lot less force to tear it along the perforation like than to tear it anywhere else.”

She thought about it.

“Adding to that, if the plate itself brakes it will be a lot of work to fix… maybe a layered approach? Have the plate with the holes for the rings affixed, and then have another plate over the top which is slightly larger.” She demonstrated with her papers. hiding one piece beneath a larger one. “That would make it more difficulty to hit the perforated section of metal but also a little heavier. Maybe if it was like a picture frame? not covering the whole plate.”

Her thoughts ran away with the idea. She wasn’t fond of the armor’s purpose, or it’s creation but she relished the challenge of thinking about it.

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Skill Used: Enchanter*:Mana Trance
Word Count: 250
Tagged: Bailin @blazeedge

[Bailin]

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HP: 100% MP: 100% RH: Saurum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) LH: Sarum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) QS: Golden Hilt (lvl 21) AR: Flak Jacket (lvl 21)

WC: 325 TWC: 8226 Tags Theme Song TS Credits Cortana

“I suppose a layered approach would indeed be something interesting when it comes to adding to the defensive properties of the armour. However, the downside of it would be the added weight and as such it would be more interesting to see if the basic design would indeed function as intended, followed by some tweaks, which could indeed well be the adding of extra plating, which overlap much like the Roman Lorica Segmentata. Welding those together however is, as Klide explained, a very bad idea because the weld cannot handle the stress of combat. If this holds true in this world I know not, yet I have made it my personal policy to avoid dying and as such taking that risk would be too great a danger to that policy.” Bailin spoke, ending with a grin. [break][break] “For now I presume that if the plate breaks one would have to replace it, which can be easily done as one would only have to open the rings attached to it, remove the pieces, place the new plate in its place, close the rings and be done with it. Which would take time but nothing too drastic or complicated, in regards of the perforations I would presume one every inch or so, that way the entire set of rings handles the stress of impact and movement, rather than a mere few rings. As for you r crafting list, I think it would take quite some time before we will have enough people to establish such a raid properly so we will have some time.” The warden said with a smirk on his face. [break][break] “On the matter of such a raid, as we are nearly done, Rook how would you feel about joining us? I think you would be a good supporter as well as be able to make a detailed account for both us and those whom follow after us, having proper information never hurts, especially in raids.” [break][break]

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Klide continued his hammering and heating as he talked to the others. "Rook, that question is not one with a single answer. Almost all of the plates will have a different amount of perforations for the rings in them. I understand your point about it being easier too tear along the perforations, but that does not mean it is easy per say. This steel is strong, and flexible enough that it will be able to move with the brute of the force of most attacks. I also do not intend to have the perforations so close together that we run the risk of the steel plating tearing. I plan on having the perforations be a half inch apart from each other. As for the idea of layering it. I wholeheartedly disagree with it. Pardon me for being so blunt, but I do not think that I would ever layer steel plates, unless I were making something along the lines of a Lorica Segmentata. The repairs on damaged plates would not be very difficult at all. As Bailin said, one would only have to remove the rings holding the plates to the rest of the armor, and replace it with a new one. The layered plates would not only be an issue due to added weight, but for two major other reasons that I can think of. Firstly, if they were to be layered, under the assumption that rust is an issue it would be more work to clean between the plates rather than having one plate of which you need only clean the surface, especially if the problem is not rust, but rather dirt, dust, or grime. Contrary to how popular culture depicts armor in movies and other media, knights and other armor bearing individuals cared for their armor and made sure to keep it clean, so having two plates, one covering the other, would make that a far more difficult task." He turned his attention to what Bailin had said about welds "And as for the strength of the welds, the problem is not that they are not strong enough to handle the stress of combat, but rather that they are too strong. The welds are the points in the metal which have the most hardness and are ergo more brittle. They do not bend under the stress of an impact with some resilient object like other, more flexible metals do. I do not mean bend as in become permanently damaged but a force, but rather that they are temporarily warped and spring back to their original form after the force recedes." Klide repeated the process of heating the metal, once again. "I agree with Bailin, Rook. You are more than welcome to join us for the raid when the time comes to set out on such a quest. It would be nice to have a trusted scribe along with us."

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Total Word Count: 9123+482=9605
Tags: Bailin , Rook.

[Rook]

Rook was busy writing as they both discussed the pros and cons of armor, Rook’s questions seemed to provoke just the right kind of information she wanted to record.
Her writing was so fervent that she didn’t realize immediately when the conversation came back around to her.

“A raid… ?” One could almost hear the cogs turning as she went from writing to speaking. Despite everything the prospect was alluring. While these guys had clearly spent a lot of time learning about the archaic arts of sword and armor, Rook had been a gamer. Raiding had been her thing at one point in the past. She didn’t know if she was happy or sad at the idea.
“I’d like to see that. Thank you for the invitation.”

It took her some time to set quill to paper again. Perhaps she was lost in memories or considering what a raid would be like in this new world. Much closer to the action, much further from safety. So much more visceral and exhausting. So much more desperate and exciting.
Her quill twirled as she rolled it between her ink stained fingers. The paper became slightly speckled.

“Oh, how much longer will forging and… drilling? these plates take? Should we be considering lunch?” Rook asked, sincerely hoping it was to be provided. “I know it’s a little early…” A cooked sausage and mushroom lunch with tomatoes and a fried egg. “But if we’ll be working into the afternoon…” To drool externally would be unladylike.

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[Bailin]

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HP: 100% MP: 100% RH: Saurum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) LH: Sarum Progressive Riffle (lvl 20) QS: Golden Hilt (lvl 21) AR: Flak Jacket (lvl 21)

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“Perhaps, depending on Klide’s insights, we could go out for lunch, if it were indeed a mere matter of perforating and attaching the plates we could go for a late lunch in town, as a token of my appreciation. Perhaps I might even consider paying the bill if things don’t get too much out of hand.” The warden said with a wide grin and a playful wink. “I admit to not lacking funding for certain things, however, as we have just discussed, I fear I might require my funds elsewhere, like preparations for a raid or the construction of a railroad. As for the raid, perhaps we could discuss those terms and ideas over said lunch? Lest we distract Klide too much from his work, adding to the delay of our intended lunch.” [break][break] “I see, so even though the steel is a solid mass, because it is a plate there is some flexibility in it. I doubt I would be able to strain it enough to flex even whilst in combat or really trying to, yet it is a comfort to know it is not a ceramic plate or weld, breaking when a small amount of pressure is applied, or an attempt to flex. “ Bailin spoke, delighted that his armour was becoming more and more interesting as well as having learned something new. This new knowledge seemed as if it was common sense and logic, yet he probably would not have thought of it in the way Klide explained. “I did not know of that. So, in terms a simpleton would understand: the welds are too stiff compared to the metal plate? I am aware I have asked and said the same thing about twice now, though I admit to enjoy learning new things and repeating things newly learned helps one remember in the future.” The warden continued with a grin as he was hoping for confirmation of his friend. [break][break]

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"It will take me several more hours to finish the armor. I will do no drilling, but here is what I have left before me. I have to make all of the plates, punch the holes into them for the links, and then warp them slightly so that they contain curves that fit with Bailin's body rather than being flat which would be far less comfortable and fit to the body less effectively, as well as looking more aesthetic when curved. After I finish with warping them I have to weave them into the chains to see if they fit well. If all goes well with the fit, I will then remove them and polish the plates. For armor is not something crude and ugly. As I have said before, throughout much of history knights would work hard to keep their armor clean, for they ad respect for themselves and their appearance, and I carry that same respect for those who choose to bear the armor forged with these rough hands of mine." He listed his hands to show that his upper palms were dotted with thick calluses along the upper portion of the palm, right before the fingers start. His hands were clean, for he had washed them in the river earlier that morning, but the calluses were stiff, and the rest of his hands were also slightly hardened from work, though softer than the aforementioned skin. "But I am straying from the topic at hand, no pun intended." He said with a wink. "After the plates are polished I will be reattaching them to the chain mail and weld the rings shut. After that I think it will all be finished. I will have Bailin try it on and, if need be, I will do some adjustments to make it fit his figure more comfortably. Then I will depart this house with a fond goodbye and a smile, and perhaps find a nice oak tree to spend the night in. Or at least... that is the plan for now, plans change, perhaps I will have some unexpected encounter that will require my attention, and then finding a nice oak tree would be out of the question..." He let out a sight that seemed to contain disappointment that had not yet occurred, but hinted at a disappointment that would be felt if the future deemed it to be so. "Ah! but once again I am distracted. Bailin, you had a question, and there was also to be discussed the topic of Lunch!" He looked at Bailin and answered the question once more, not having any problems with restating that which he had already said. "The welds are more brittle than the plates, that is correct. They can withstand more taxation from time, but they are less resilient to the taxing forces that are at play in a battle, they will not bend with a strike, and the constant shocks and vibrations caused by fights will easily rend them. If you want t go a bit more into the topic of battle field physics, it is not only thee plate that bends. The banding it undergoes is actually quite insignificant compared to the bending that many swords experience during a simple thrust into something resilient like armor or a shield. The blade curves and for a few milliseconds it resembles a segment of a circle, curved and even, then it springs back into its original straightness, and the swordsman sees only his straight blade before him or her." He demonstrated this by pulling his large claymore from his inventory and drawing the black blade from the dark sheath on his back. The handle was much larger than need be, perhaps, but the sixteen inches of hilt somehow worked well for Klide. The sword was very more like a zweihander than a claymore, with how large both the blade and hilt were, but the fifty inches of blade were perfect for such a demonstration. Klide listed the blade upwards with one hand under the blade and the other on the hilt. He pushed up with the hand supporting the blade and it was sent upwards about a foot. "Watch closely as the flat of this dark blade connects with the palm of my hand." The flat of the blade fell and as it hit the swashbuckler's hand, it vibrated slightly, but visibly. It seemingly danced as the waves were sent down its length. Klide then sheathed the sword and de-equipped it. He brushed new sweat from his brow and smiled. "That sword is a monster. Ragnarok is not a blade easily tamed, but I like to think he has become fond of me. He is far less taxing to use than he was when I first got him, but he is a wild animal still, and in many a battle has he born fang against me. I am sorry that I cannot offer him to you, but I wish not that he kill a friend so dear, and will ergo not risk him in the hands of another, even if that someone were to have more skill with blades than myself. I hope that you understand friend Bailin... Now, if you will give me a few minutes to organize everything so that it is ready for me when I return, then I will be more than happy to go into town with you, but I will not have you pay for my meal Bailin. I will not take the coin from your pouch as well as the soft couch of your home, and as I have already slept in the couch, the coin is the offer I will not accept. But please, go and prepare for the trek to town. I will finish up down here, and wash the sweat from my brow, and then I will join you in front of the house if that is alright with you." He flashed another smile at his two companions, and then busied himself with placing the plates in their proper order and making sure he left no small bits in the forge.

Word Count: 1020
Total Word Count: 9605+1020=10625
Tags: Bailin , Rook
Notes: I'm Back!!!

[Rook]

Rook held her tongue for a while. With the idea that less wagging now may get to more munching soon. As Klide spoke about that sword as a living thing she lost track of the conversation. Perhaps it was in aid of the point he was trying to make. It went straight over her head.

She wondered idly if she could ask for Klide’s share of the coin without it being socially awkward.
Then she recalled that there was no coin in this endeavour yet to start with, well… at least she could note it down as an effort to gain paying work. Surely somebody out there would be happy to pay a scribe.

Lost in her own thoughts and work as she was she didn’t notice Klide’s steering things towards delicious distractions. Consciously anyway.

Her feathered quill twirled as she condensed and compiled her notes towards their final form. There was joy in it. She hadn’t been much for handwriting in the old world but here, with the benefit of scribe subclass it was wonderful. Her thoughts flowed out on the paper so much more smoothly. The letters formed and composed themselves gracefully and quickly. It was still her handwriting, but the awkward hesitation was gone. The ugly smears of ballpoint blots replaced by the occasional speckle of ink.

Wait, something was wrong in her draft. Klide was hammering out plates of metal, not plates of dinner. Bailin had been replaced by a french baguette.

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Skill Used: Enchanter*:Mana Trance
Word Count: 250
Tagged:Bailin @blazeedge
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