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| Building his first artifact....; which looks strangely familiar...(Open) | |
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| Medivh | Sep 13 2004, 07:34 PM Post #1 |
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Illidan stood looking out towards the lake...a perfect day for working outside. not too much sun or heat...a slight breeze....very few people around. He then looked towards the rather large pile of metals and other materials that were laying by him. this should be enough...more than enough Illidan thought. He then set to work. This little project was good in multiple ways: one, it killed time and diverted his mind from the ominous feeling that he had. Illidan knew something wasn't right...the planet was in peril...but so long as the other metas here could work things out, Illidan wasn't too worried. It also allowed Illidan to flex hsi developing artificing abilities including manipulation of any and all things metal. while these abilities were still in such an infancy that they were hardly there, the only way to make them stronger is to use them.... Illidan began to work..shifting and changing the masses of metal with his mind as he attempted to work on other things. However this feat was not easily doable..with his artificing powers so weak, it required a great deal of concentration to shape the metal into the peices that he needed. Illidan worked for a few hours in silence...after awhile he stopped and wiped the sweat from how forehead. It was starting to take shape... A strange flying machiene...positively archaic by today's standards...but complex enough to make it an achevement due to being built by one person. While it was only half done, it looked familiarto Illidan..as if he'd seen it somewhere else before. Illidan sat down on the ground and started to think...trying to remember where he'd seen his new artifact before..... |
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