Reply To: A trip to the nothen reachs

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A thick stream of smoke and sparks arose from there wagon.

As i approached the wagons door, one of the Leagues men was waiting for me.
There white fur cloak was in stark contrast to the blued steel of her amour,  beckoned me closer.

Her

“So you are the praecursator from Argos?”

It wasn’t the i was being spoken too that shocked me nor that they where aware of who i was, no it was the heavy korinthian accent and the clear femininity.

Taken a back i stuttered out my reply

“Yes, i am Valius Marinus, praecursator of the legion.

” It’s a pleasures to meet you Valius, i’m Veiakere.
Now you what to find out more about our league, so i will make a deal with you.You must never reveal any of our secrets of the forge.
I’d give you  the on pain of speech but it’s i dont want to be out here in the cold all night, so tell any one and you will be killed.
Secondly i know that argoulets don’t really go in for rituals like northerners,  but to keep from offending anyone  do not refer to the nybegynner as there past name or speak to therm directly. 

Now that’s the basics covered lets see how there getting on inside?”
With a gauntleted hand she pushed open the door.

The inside of the wagon was small and cramped, with a large forge sat filling the room with a orange glow.

Gunnhildr was sat on a mound of bedding furs, wolfing down the contains of a wooden bowl.

I was barely inside when i had my own bowl of stew thrust at me, i was clearly there guest for the duration.
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Time passed to the din of hammer, as the forge was worked night and day.
From the unceasing labours came a all most never ending stream of armour for
Gunnhildr to cloth her self in.

It was most unlike normal armour, it was closer fitting and more complex, with multiple plates enveloping her entire body in a case of steel.

On the fifth day, the leader of band a tall man by the name of Uric announced that it was time to finish the armouring.

I was unsure just what he meant, by this point there was not one inch of Gunnhildr that wasn’t covered by the armour…