The dagger she would make was of steel. Regular, plain old steel. She could not get anything better delivered out here so it would have to do. She had to make her own by tossing in the ingredients gingerly. She mixed them to make the formula she had come to be very familiar with. A knock came...

Sjal arrived at the sequoia with haste. There was a crowd in front of its doors but they were shut. This was the safest place so it made sense for people to flee here. "Let me through" she ordered but people didn't care to listen. She took out her key and forced her way through without being...

Abraia saw Aehti's injury from the corner of her eye. She gasped but the man still stood. He needed help and she could not have him die. Her book flew to her hand and a flick of her wrist brought her to the right page. "Die you foul demon!" A large spark leapt from the page A bolt made of...

25th of summer 124 A dagger. The inspiration came to her after watching some of the women in Paradise sparring with some swords. She pictured herself in a combat scenario. If she hadn't her spells she was useless. The attack on Paradise was more than enough to make her think that she needed to...

Abraia was going to get mauled by a monster when it suddenly froze. Moments later it burst into flames. Lots happened so quickly that she couldn't keep up. She followed the advice and tried to help people. She didn't care about the ones that were severely injured. She only went after the ones...

"By the godheads. They're kidnapping them" Abraia said when she saw the portal and what was going on. She did not feel safe even being within eyesight of the portal. Her instinct was to run but if the women had been rounded up then her chances of staying hidden were slim. She felt safest near...

"How long? This drains me more than just physically. I don't know exactly. Days, weeks, I am still somewhat new to my new methods. I would not wait. The good news is that I have come to know a girl who is quite good at making portals now that I think about it. I think I could have it delivered...

"Bastard elves. This is their lands they need to protect it. Don't they see how this affects everyone?" She felt anger flowing through her. It was enough for her to make a fairly potent weapon if she channeled it all. But it was useless in a fight. She watched as the monster was finally...

Abraia jumped out of the way of the flames that spread out from the impact. She felt so helpless, scared, useless. She ran to one of the nearby buildings and pounded on the door. "Let me in!" she shouted at the top of her lungs. Nobody responded. She swore and ran to another but the same thing...

Abraia saw a light and then two as she kept going. She tried not to pay attention to the unsettling texture of the ground beneath her feet. It was wet in some places despite not having rained in ages. She saw the monster and feinted. She woke on the ground a minute later with the taste of...

Abraia ran around shouting for people to get inside. After some time her words were unnecessary. People scurried like cockroaches when the darkness set in and for good reason. Something was amiss. Her spellbook was by her side but her reservoir of spells was pathetic. She deserved it for...

"I heard a little but I got the main point. Get everyone inside, I'll make it so. As for defenses, we have basically none. The wall keeps most things out. I fear getting people inside will not be enough. Damn it I knew we should have hired a portal mage to help with evacuation." "Where are you...

Abraia barged out of the big door to the sequoia with an annoyed look on her face. "Cae, what are you doing? There's two dozen women upstairs waiting for you. They've been yapping and yapping away. It's driving me mad!" She stopped when she saw Aehti. She did remember wanting to invite him...

"At least your job comes with SOME benefits." She looked at her stock and shook her head. "I don't need any more. I enjoy the work as it keeps me busy." "Feel free to watch, but it's not going to be quick" She started by starting up her forge. Bringing it up to heat would take a while...

Smithing Dominion Approval Name: Shadow Craft Metaphor: Abraia establishes Dominion over Anathema (Dissolution, Change, Despair, Shadows). She does this by harnessing her dark angry feelings towards those who have wronged her and her family. Note: Anathema is weak against Luxium. Shadow...

"It is no problem at all. I like to travel after all" she said to him as he laughed. She watched him go over to her steel. She winced when he touched it and made it expand. She did not say anything but she did not know whether he could reproduce the steel exactly. Steel came in many varieties...

"Patience child" she said to Sjal who was impatient as ever. "They could be gathering and preparing suitable weapons. It will take more than a skilled blade to do the job. If they are smart they will bring armor too." Abraia was more talkative than the others. She was disgusted to see Velho...

Abraia yawned widely while watching from afar. She understood why the dragon didn't want to go to the front door himself and ruin the landscaping. "You think he will say yes? You lied to Sjal about him liking this sort of thing." If Abraia was in his shoes, she would decline. If he only did...

April 7th year 124 of the third age Abraia unlocked the door to her workshop. Natea was almost dozed off with her head laying on a pile of paperwork. "You're home!" she said when she looked at the door. "Yes I have an order to fill." Abraia didn't make any conversation. She went through...

Abraia sat comfortably in the multi personed saddle she had crafted for Caelum's dragon form. It had plenty of room to hold more passengers. She was a lot more collected than the others after witnessing the attack. Humans dying made her mad but she thought it was some crazy elf and there was...