The Blacksmith grinned. "Aye! Thank you, young sirs! <a href="10000">Here you go!</a>

OOC: lol. Did you actually try to follow the link? Man, that was funny. Sorry. Master Goron said I didn't have permission. I asked, but said it would be unfair for the Exiles and Twilight Guardians. So yeah. Sorry, folks. I agree with him.

IC: He took their North Iron Ore, and placed it on his metal table, where he struck it with a hammer. clang! Clang! He worked with James' North Iron Ore for a very long time. Sparks flew from the material he used. Another Blacksmith took Azador's Iron Ore. There were thirty of them at work.

Tsssss went the iron weapons as they imerged from the cold water with their hands. These two sounds were all tat could be heard over the sound of the crowd. When each blacksmith was done, he would attatch it to a stick, or otherwise just craft a sword. When they were done, the two blacksmiths doing Azador and James' weapons approached them, saying, "Here. Use these wisely. Be sure that you know how to use it."

But the one who finished Azador's said to him, "I know that you are a mage, and I am a user of Magic, and I return your Deku staff, but it is now impossible to set fire*! Here you go!"

"Dunununuuuuuu!! Your weapons have been made so they can not catch fire! Horray!"

OOC: * Your weapons still do the same amount of damage as the Deku, but they cannot be burned in the fight.
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"Sirs, would you mind upgradeing my staff? Or even, if you would not mind, for this battle, could you make me an iron quarterstaff? If not, I do unstand."

Thank you,
Azador walks out of the smithy..
looking at his new staff

let's see if it still works..

FIRE!!!
he shootse a ball of fire at the wall ,
the fire dissapeared leaving a leaving some ash

yeah.. it works alraight..

"Aw...I was gonna set my staff on Fire nd throw it at someone though..." Sovelis says as he looks at his reflection in his metal staff.

"Ah, lad. You don't seem to understand how little Iron we have. You mages will have up-grades, but not with Iron..."

The man looked toward the city gate. "Blast! There sure are a lot of missing Caravaners. Rumor has it that assassins are attacking the merchants from Ruto, and farmers who were coming with the North Iron Ore, and are killing them before they reach town. There are seventeen that I've counted that were supposed to arrive, but never came. I'm starting get the feeling we won't survive this battle. Unless the King lights the beacons or sends a messenger to Calatia, we won't stand a chance... We have little more than 10000 people. The kinbg wants all of us to stand fast, and battle them... And I was at the council: children! I don't believe our king is himself... he is way too... care-free about this... We have to do something about this... fast."

"I had thought the same, in time of war, a right minded man must lead us, this obviusly is not the king. But that becon you talked about, is the King sending people there? If not, where is it? I will do it myself if need be."

James just lets out a short sigh