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Cranking out some #armor in this case a #viking #helmet which is what I was working on using the cut off pipe as a dishing block. As you can see it works quite well. It's a brisk 10°F today, -12° to those that didn't land on the moon, so I'll be wearing my thick gloves in the shop today to finish it up. Time for some more whack whack. wolfsdenforge.com #wolfsdenforge #blacksmith #armorer #blacksmitharmorer #armorsmith #bladesmith #swordsmith #customarmor #vikingarmor #custom #edged #weaponry #travelingtradesman #itinerantblacksmith (at Alma, Colorado) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoANGFwujAv/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
#armor#viking#helmet#wolfsdenforge#blacksmith#armorer#blacksmitharmorer#armorsmith#bladesmith#swordsmith#customarmor#vikingarmor#custom#edged#weaponry#travelingtradesman#itinerantblacksmith
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SIS File: Sisoz Purgi NPC (Good) Character Profile
Name, Race, Origin Story, Class, and Allegiance
Name: Sisoz Purgi
Race: Cathar
Origin Story: Bounty Hunter
Class: Mercenary and Operative
Allegiance: Rakghoul Alliance
Family, Friends, and Enemies
Family: Carnagebounty's Mandolorian Clan (Her Clan) and Susan (Her Clan Leader's Wife)
Friends: Sentient Rakghoul Army (Main Force), Galactic Republic (Ally Of Main Forces), Sith Empire (Ally Of Main Forces), Sentient Rakghoul Council (The Rakghoul Council Of Sentience) and Justicars (From In-Game On Coruscant)
Enemies: Vitiate the Rakghoul Emperor (Master Of Enemies), Xodu Rha (Dark Sided Sith Sorcerer Servant to The Rakghoul Emperor), Kenjoh Lifshyn (Dark Sided Sniper Servant To Rakghoul Emperor), Brentren Paltur (Dark Sided Jedi Knight Servant to The Rakghoul Emperor), Wamau (Dark Sided Scoundrel Servant to The Rakghoul Emperor), Vuyi (Dark Sided Sniper Servant To Kenjoh Lifshyn And Love of Kenjoh Lifshyn), Cedjess Weigavis (Dark Sided Cyborg SIS Agent [Gunslinger-Based] Servant to Brentren Paltur), Xutria (Dark Sided Sith Pureblood Conqueror [Sorcerer-Based] Servant to Xodu Rha), Zragrur (Dark Sided Rattataki Mandolorian [Vanguard-Based] Servant to Wamau), Bubi (Dark Sided Zabrak Makeb Imperial Operative Servant To Xodu Rha), Jusuo (Dark Sided Sith Pureblood THORN Specialist [Sage-Based] Servant To Wamau), Ysixo (Dark Sided Rattataki Kilik Ally [Assassin-Based] Servant to Kenjoh Lifshyn), Reejayl Pasktro (Dark Sided Human Constable [Powertech-Based] Servant To Kenjoh Lifshyn), Gehli (Dark Sided Sith Pureblood Ensign [Maurauder-Based] Servant To Kenjoh Lifshyn), Jaycanna (Dark Sided Cyborg Chosen Of Voss [Sorcerer-Based] Servant To Kenjoh Lifshyn), and Ajadar Sabacan (Dark Sided Human High Warlord [Sentinel-Based] Servant To Brentren Paltur)
Starting Server, Current Server, Title In-Fiction, Legacy Title In-Fiction, and Languages
Starting Server: Star Forge
Current Server: Star Forge
Title In-Fiction: The Forgemaster Of Carnagebounty's Mandolorian Clan
Legacy Title In-Fiction: Wanted In Seven Systems
Languages: Basic And Mando'a
Ally To In Class Stories, Her Soldiers, and Biography
Ally To In Main Stories: Carnagebounty Ragesoul In All Of Them
Her Soldiers: Mandolorians in her clan
Biography: Sisoz Purgi is a remaining Clan member of The Rakghoul Predecessor Of The Current Rakghoul Mandalore. She later learned her clan mates who survived her clan being wiped Joined The Current Mandalore and They met Carnagebounty Ragesoul. Together they made themselves a clan for the Rakghoul Alliance, the first Job was to Find Susan the Wife Of Their New Clan Leader. She is now a forgemaster in Carnagebounty’s Pirate Roost.
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Sisoz Purgi Looks
Zi Sponch AKA Sisoz Purgi’s Mako
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Reghe Gran AKA Sisoz Purgi’s Gault Rennow
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Vradth Got AKA Sisoz Purgi’s Torian Cadera
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Blesu Kreca AKA Sisoz Purgi’s Blizz
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Bhoik AKA Sisoz Purgi’s Skadge
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i’ve seen a lot of posts about how canon your class is, but now i’m curious, how canon are your crafting disciplines? i’m always curious about who canonically does the crafting
#penelope is canonically a tailor and both annette and saraid love doing the cooking#but esther kinda covers all weapon crafting and there's no armorsmith or leatherworker at all#and i don't have canon magical jewelry (boring i know) so even if armillaria works with jewelry it's just a hobby#gw2#guild wars 2
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a character I made 3 months ago having more play time than a character I've had for nearly 9 years is so. I'm so sorry to have let you down
#I was just looking at gw2 efficiency and I did not expect that fr#and she's going to get even less playtime now because she's me armorsmith and I've full legendary heavy armor so. rest in pieces
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People who actually understand how this game works:
What’s the best way to get Harriers Armor/trinkets?
#gw2#want to gear my guy Dott up for healbrand#but on this account I don’t have fully leveled armorsmiths or a lot of currencies
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I completely forgot what I was doing for a minute there because I was just like.
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does feel like the south is just straight up better in terms of commanderies in every single aspect (utility, food, money) which idk how to feel about
#my rambles#north does have horse pastures which is pretty good (cav retinue discount) but also making buckets of money as you can in the south-#-does the same thing so like. shrug#it also has silk but silk's generally worse than spice ime bc spice trade ports slots in a lot easier#+ are easier to get reform-wise (iirc) than silk marketplaces so silk's pretty much strictly worse#tw3k#most the armorsmiths and weaponsmiths are in the south too (although the animal tamer in the north's pretty great too)#shrug maybe it's just that I do a lot of campaigns in the south but
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What the heck, why can my armorsmith do that???
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Imagine if Raphael was on the Material Plane in human form when he happens to cross paths with his little mouse (who he is infatuated with) and then, for one reason or another, someone mistakenly assumes that Tav is his spouse and refers to Tav as such ("Oh, apologizes, sir! I didn't realize your spouse would be joining you!"). How do you think he'd react? Do you think he'd go deer in headlights for a second? Would he just roll with it? Would he clear up the confusion?
Okay, I kiiiiind of tweaked this a smidge…
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“That particular piece of armor will run you six-thousand gold.”
Tav balked at the price, and she over-dramatically cleaned out her ear with the tip of her pinky finger. “Sorry - I want to make sure I heard you correctly. You did say six hundred-”
“I said six thousand gold, yes. That’s exactly what I said,'' the dwarven armorsmith staunchly affirmed. His bushy mustache that she originally found fun suddenly became stupid, as did the squat face that hadn’t once smiled since her arrival into his stupid shop. “You can’t pull a fast one on me, lass.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it, saer!” She performed offense with a hand to her chest and a face of aghastness. “How dare you accuse me of trying to trick you into giving me a fair deal on a piece of armor!”
“It’ll be the full price or nothing,” he gruffly replied.
The bell posted above the shop door jingled, and Tav could hear bootsteps sauntering up behind her as her brain worked to think of a way to attain the breastplate she wanted. She needed a plan that didn’t involve stealing, murder, or, more importantly, spending six-thousand of her hard-found and hard-earned (and sometimes-but-rarely hard-pilfered) gold...
She wanted this new breastplate, and–
The dwarf looked past her to the only other customer in the shop, and his eyebrows raised. “Lord Raphael! What an honor! How may I be of service?”
Lord Raphael?
Tav frowned and turned to see if it was who she thought (hoped) it was…
Her face lit up.
It was!
Her solution - her knight in patterned doublet - was here! Her walking, handsome, charming bag of six-thousand gold!
Raphael seemed a tad befuddled by her enthusiastic reaction to his entrance, but that didn’t stop him from smirking at her. “Korrilla said she saw you nearby, and I thought I would see how-”
“-your wife was doing?” Tav finished. She pretended to be deeply touched as she strode up to him. “Oh, husband!”
His nose scrunched with more befuddlement. “Hus-”
Tav placed her hand against the side of his face and silenced him with a kiss. It was their first kiss, but because it needed to be between a husband and wife who were ardently and so-very-passionately in love with one another, Tav’s tongue ended up gliding over his lips in invitation after a handful of seconds. Surprisingly, Raphael accepted with a hum. His tongue entered her mouth and his tongue swirled around hers as he grabbed her hip.
As it turned out, Tav quite liked kissing him. So much so that she almost forgot she was standing in a shop and was well on her way of forgetting that she was only kissing Raphael because she wanted him to be her devilish coin purse.
Tav woozily broke the kiss, feeling weak in the knees.
“This is your wife, Lord Raphael?” the shop-owner asked with astonishment.
Tav, still against Raphael with her hip captured by his hand, stared at her ‘spouse’ with an expression that said: please say yes.
Looking past the lust in his eyes, the cambion stared back at her. His expression said: you’re up to something.
“I’ll pay you back,” Tav sang, grazing her thumb across his cheek with a smile. “After all, I did give you that wonderful… hat. The one that looks so nice and so perfect on your head. The hat that is better than alllllll the other hats in existence…”
“Did you not get something in return, Little Mouse?”
Tav twisted to give the shop-owner a heartened look. “Don’t you adore the pet name?”
The dwarf’s eyes narrowed.
“What is it that you want, wife?” Raphael asked with a tilt of his head. “A new deal will need to be struck.”
There were oftentimes instances where Tav’s mouth ran before logic and reason had the chance to catch up.
This was one such instance.
“I will clean the House, husband,” she replied, giving just as much bite to the fake title as he did to hers. “Naked.”
The offer threw kindling onto the fire in his brown eyes.
“For eight hours!” her logic and reason was quick to add. Tav tossed another glance behind her to the dwarf. “I’m so sorry you have to hear all of this. We like to have fun, my husband and I.”
Raphael’s hand squeezed her hip to draw her attention back to him.
“And what are you asking for in return?”
“Nothing, really…” She personified innocence and combed through his hair as if to put a stray lock back behind his ear. “Just a measly piece of armor… that I won’t be wearing… when I’m naked...”
She could tell Raphael was thinking of her naked.
And she could tell he liked what he was seeing.
“Very well, wife.” The grip at her hip jostled her, and he pulled her closer. His mouth lowered to her ear and his voice lowered in a way that melted her insides. “But you will be coming ‘home’ with me after this purchase, and I expect you naked once we’re in the door.”
She didn’t mean to moan, but it happened at the same moment her brain malfunctioned. Tav forgot she was standing in a shop, and she forgot about the breastplate; she was too busy imagining herself standing in a certain House with Raphael’s eyes on her naked body.
“Ahem,” announced the dwarf, bringing her back to reality. “My lord, with all due respect…”
Raphael breezed around her and landed at the shorter than average counter - leaving Tav gaping like a goldfish in the background.
“My wife requests the ‘measly piece of armor’,” Raphael said sarcastically.
Tav came back to earth.
“The breastplate,” she corrected, her back to them.
“Yes, the measly breastplate,” Raphael additionally corrected.
“Of course, my lord. The cost comes to four-thousand gold.”
At that, Tav spun around - indignant.
“Hey! You said six-thousand, ‘take it or leave it’!”
The dwarf did not pay her any mind, and neither did Raphael.
“Four-thousand is an agreeable sum… yet I would like to offer you more,” the cambion said smoothly. “How about I pay you one-thousand now, and, say in three day’s time you come to Sharess’ Caress to see if we can’t work out a better deal?”
Tav was livid to see the shop-owner considering the offer.
“I accept, Lord Raphael. One-thousand gold for now.”
Tav returned to being a goldfish - sputtering nonsensically, enraged as Raphael snapped his fingers and handed over a pouch full of coin.
“For your wife,” the dwarf said, handing her new measly breastplate over to her ‘husband’.
“Ha! He’s not my husband!” Tav declared, needing to spread the foolishness she felt onto the shop-owner.
Raphael chuckled as he strolled over to her with the armor in hand.
Tav glowered at him. “Smooth-talking bastard…”
He stopped before her, snapped again, and the breastplate disappeared. “The breastplate is yours - once the House is clean and tidied, dearest wife.”
He held out his hand to her.
“I regret giving you your hat,” she said, taking his offered palm.
“We’ll see if you feel the same - after your eight hours.”
Raphael smiled as heat swam in her core, and he teleported them to his House of Hope with a burst.
In the ‘door’ where they stood, his smile became exceedingly devilish.
“Now, my little mouse of a wife… strip.”
[Part ll]
#thanks for the prompt!#bg3#raphael bg3#raphael x tav#raphael x tav fanfiction#baldur’s gate 3#answered#drabble#my writing#bg3 fanfiction#Prompt
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this week's poll is a two-parter. the gatherer one is here
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Alrighty, this might be a long shot, but I'm hoping the Willow (2022) fandom can help me out!
I dabble in armorsmithing and I'm currently elbow deep in the concept/patterning stages of a functional (leather, plate, chain and scalemaille) reproduction of the Kymerian Cuirass, but having some trouble getting my grubby hands on enough good-quality reference photos (THANK YOU DISNEY...). If anyone has any detail shots of the Cuirass, I would appreciate anything I can get in terms of references!
Aside from the changes I have needed to make to get it to actually function, like adding straps and more rivets and such, I'd like to keep the design as faithful to the original as possible, because the show means so much to so many of us.
In addition, if anyone has any other suggestions, I'd love to hear them! I'm not a cosplayer by trade, and this is my first foray into reproducing an existing character rather than designing my own kit.
Attached below is an example of the sort of work I usually do. If anyone is willing to help me out, please feel free shoot me a message!
#willow 2022#costumes#kit tanthalos#leather armor#jade claymore#tanthamore#crafts#elora danan#kymerian cuirass#ruby cruz
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Bad being like. The local armorsmith/weaponsmith/enchanter guy is so fun to me. the fantasy fan in me is so excited thinking about it, like engraving the runes, etc etc... it's so fun :3
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heyyy, you probs have strong opinions on helmets, so i'll ask about your strong opinions on helmets.
I have strong opinions on everything, but when it comes to helmets i only really have the big 4:
Italians did more evil by being armorsmiths than fascists.
2. The hounskull is a great gift (for your enemy)
3. 4 centuries worth of German smiths did more for our collective culture as mankind than the entirety of japan in it's whole exsistance.
4. Sallets are the figurative Pugs of helmet world. The further they strayed from the kettle shape the worse they got.
#armor#yes the italian thing is about the god awfull harness armor#but also the sparrow beak with wrapper
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Wip Introduction: Master and Apprentice (placeholder title)
So I figured I'd do a proper intro since I've been talking about it so much recently. Master and Apprentice is a project I started sometime last year, but I was in the middle of finishing Honor's Outcasts book 3 at the same time, so it kinda got left in the dust. I'm not sure how far I'll go with it now, however, I'm willing to give the ole college try!
The What: MandA centers around two sets of masters and apprentices, predictably. Heshorian is a master alchemist with the goal of being able to transmute dirty water into clean water. At the beginning of the story, he takes in a young man named Bayl after he steals Heshorian's coat. The other titular master is Daila, a necromancer. Necromancy has been banned for a few years in her area, yet she practices anyways, helping townsfolk with bandit raids and working towards her own goal of true resurrection. She also has an apprentice; a siren refugee named Pherrin, who arrived on the surface about a month ago. Daila is hunting someone with Pherrin's help, an alchemist she shares a bloody past with and who took something of hers long ago. How convenient that Heshorian is running from someone---a necromancer he once dearly loved. When the two master mages meet and powers collide, a terrible mistake occurs. It's left up to Pherrin and Bayl to navigate this new world of magic if they want to save their mentors.
The Where: MandA takes place in the province of Skolan, mostly around the mage city of Yewbury. Timeline wise, it happens between HO books 1 and 2, and 24 years earlier than MG. So the technology is roughly around Earth's golden age of piracy.
The Who: The story mainly switches between 4 POVs; Bayl, Heshorian, Pherrin, and Daila. Let's take a look at them!
Bayln Maersh: Born to an immigrant mother and an absent father in the city of Landanium, Bayl was orphaned when his mother died in a factory accident. He lived on the streets, stealing to survive, and generally being a punk. He joined five separate gangs, not telling them about the others, in order to move through the city freely. He's a bit of a shithead, fights dirty, trusts no one, and has a mouth on him that'd make a sailor blush. Despite this, he's deeply curious about magic and has a soft spot for animals.
Height-5'7"
Weight-155lbs
Hair-blond, wavy, and very pretty
Skin-whiteboy tan
Eyes-dark brown
Gender-cis man
Age-18 or 19
Sexuality: bi
Heshorian Ciarathyiys Greenbow: Bayl’s master's path to alchemy was an unremarkable one. He was born to a merchant nobility family on the Nabafyrian border, and is one-quarter Nabafyrian elf himself. He attended the Yewbury College of the Arcane when he decided to leave the family business to his sister. There, he would meet his first and truest love, Daila. The pair would travel together for a while until their falling out. Now, Heshorian spends his time working on transmutitive alchemy. He's a talkative man, very sociable, and well mannered, or even posh. Perhaps also a little naive, despite his well-traveled nature. He believes in helping people above all else.
Height-6'0"
Weight-210lbs
Hair-long and dark green, with a smartly trimmed beard
Skin-dusky brown
Eyes-leafy, elven green
Gender-cis man
Age-38
Sexuality-hetero
Pherrin Thasslenon: Being a normal siren girl, Pherrin grew up in Seluthena at the bottom of the ocean, ruled over by the absolute theocracy of the Way of Lamsara Hedandros. She was happy growing up, tending to her garden and playing in elthuryah (chess basically) tournaments, as well as working in her mother’s general store. All of this changed when the Silver Sovereign was assassinated while on campaign in the Araunian desert. Pherrin's father, an armorsmith for the siren army, was killed in a fire set in the warcamp after the assassination. Later, when riots swept Seluthena, her mother was killed while defending her shop. Pherrin fled to the surface, terrified and desperate for vengeance against the one who killed the Sovereign and caused her parents' deaths by extension---the infamous Burnsong Traitor, Sepo Kaiacynthus. Despite her grim purpose, Pherrin is slowly falling in love with the surface world, even though she tends towards nervousness. She believes that surface dwellers aren't sentient and only mimic the emotions of Illaros's true people, sirens.
Height-6'8"
Weight-190lbs
Hair-black, long, and straight
Skin-very pale
Eyes-onyx black
Gender-trans woman
Age-20
Sexuality-hetero
Daila Ray: Born in Bouerco, Sulu'Oku, Daila lived in poverty for most of her young life and worked from the age of 10. It was after a rune-rigged skeleton saved her mining crew from a collapsed tunnel that she decided she wanted to pursue necromancy. Daila saved up and eventually attended the Yewbury College of the Arcane at the age of twenty-two, quite old for a first year student. Even though necromancy has never been terribly 'en vogue,' she pursued her studies with vigor and graduated in an astonishing three years. While she was in school though, she met Heshorian. They fell in love and decided to travel the world, doing research and exploring. She loved him until disaster struck. Then all that love burned away into the purest hate. All she wants from his now is what he stole from her. Even though this drive consumes her, Daila is a down to earth, selfless woman, who took a chance on taking in a young siren refugee. She uses her necromancy to help people and to prove that it's not an evil art. She believes a mage's purpose is to protect the innocent and to condemn the wicked.
Height-5'4"
Weight-180lbs
Hair-short cornrows
Skin-dark brown
Eyes-brown and spectacled
Gender-cis woman
Age-40
Sexuality-bi
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Anyways, hope this seems interesting! Idk how far I'll stick with it or how consistently, but here's for hoping!
Have a bitchin day <3
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Armorsmith artificer made for myself,,, can u tell what game i'm into recently
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armorsmiths work shirtless you say? very excited for the mezian theocracy's 1261 sexy calendar
hell yeah brother and even better they're all built like this (bottom right)
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