Ferdinand Dumas. -fully opens the door-
-he sits back at his desk, which has a glowing brick of... heated mud?-
-just sitting in a cauldron-
This is the batch I'm working on right now.
-there's a pile of iron bricks in the corner-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postHm. Close.
I come from a long line of good smiths, but- we haven't really done it as our profession since like- 1706.
More of a hobby or- required practice.
-he touches the heated brick with his bare hands, and starts stroking it rhythmically-
Lets just say my magic is attuned to metals. And the principle is that- I will always need material for it.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-nods- Yeah. I can touch molten metal and not be harmed.
Y'know- there's actually an account deep in the family records- where my- great... we'd be here all day if I mentioned how far back this is but- great uncle
He was caught for what is described by my Great Grandfather as just a "Reprehensible Crime" but not mentioned what exactly it was but- he was put through the Ordeal by Fire.
So- he had to hold a red hot iron. And- well- yeah- it didn't burn him.
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Servants go for Servants I guess.
They're both- on limited time and all.
... More limited than normal people, anyway.
-watches the cooking as well- ... I'm getting kind of hungry, are you?
Crazy? A little, yeah.
But- different standards.
edited 25th Apr '15 2:48:24 PM by RegularDefender
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Hm? -looks up from his work- Transmuting mud into metal.
Sorry about the smell.
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