《Xarjurn's adventure》chapter 12 Dragon scale steel
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Chapter 12
Xar-‘’ quick question first, I take it you have to have a proper reason to challenge me to this duel and also your offering a person as a reward basically don’t you also need their permission for that’’ I asked Turya’s brother.
???-‘’ the reason it’s simple, you defiled my sister and forced her to become your woman’’ he said to me trying to keep up his façade of bravado.
Xar-‘’ ok first you skipped over the second part of my question, and also I didn’t force her to do anything in the time that I have known her’’. I said to him as I noticed that a small amount of sweat was beginning to appear on his brow.
???-‘’ you still have to choose about the duel’’ he said as his voice wavered.
Xar-‘’no I don’t, you have no actual reason to challenge me to said duel’’ I said to him as Turya came in with another plate of food and set it in front of me.
Turya-‘’ brother you should really just be quiet, you have never won in any duels and also I have no intention of marrying you in the slightest’’ she said to him with a hint of disgust in her voice.
Turya’s brother-‘’ no sister I have to prote..’’ he suddenly shut up by getting hit in the back of the head with a pan, the person who hit him was his mother who then gave me a smile that seemed to say sorry for this idoit.
I began to eat the food that Turya had set down in front of me and needless to say it was some of the best food that I had ever eaten, the gravy was just the right thickness, the vegetables steamed to perfection and the meat dear god the meat the chicken was nice and tender with just the right amount of seasonings on the meat while the beef melted in my mouth, it felt like I was eating something that only the gods deserved. Turya was watching me with a pleading look in her eyes as if to say she didn’t know if the food she cooked was good or not.
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Xar-‘’ that was the best food I have ever tasted, thank you Turya’’ I said to her as it was the honest truth. She ran up to me and put her arms around my neck hugging me, my face as pulled into her chest area and I could feel the slight mounds that were beginning to grow.
When she noticed where my head was she quickly jumped back with a red look appearing on her face, her mother let out a small laugh and said something about youth that I wasn’t really paying attention to.
After another hour of just sitting around talking me and Turya decide to head back to mine to grab my old scales and bring them to the smithy. It didn’t take too long to head back and grab them. As we entered the city there was still a large amount of people rushing around as if they were preparing for something, but we didn’t really care about that as all we wanted was to get to the black smith.
We arrived at the blacksmith rather quickly, we entered the smithy to meet a cloud of steam, the steam made mine and turya’s hair rather wet but it quickly dried due to the heat inside the forge, we saw a rather small elf woman pounding away at what could be a sword or some type of tool. She didn’t notice us standing there until we called out to her.
Blacksmith-‘’ oh hai there, so what can I do for you then’’ she said to us as she wiped away the sweat on her brow.
I put the bag that contained all my old scales and stuff on the counter in front of her.
Xar-‘’what can you make with this’’ I asked her.
She open the bag and her eyes began to sparkle, she then ran over to the forge and checked something before coming back over to us. She looked us over and then began making some notes on a piece of parchment that had appeared from nowhere, she then took a tape measure and came round to us and began measuring us all around.
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Xar-‘’ eh what are you doing’’ I asked her as she still was measuring us.
Blacksmith-‘’ getting your measurements for your gear, now might I ask where you got the scales and such?’’
Xar-‘’ there mine’’
Blacksmith-‘’ tell me the truth’’
Xar-‘’ I am I’m half dragon, that means that I have to go through the horror and pain of shedding my scales every hundred years’’
Blacksmith-‘’ well then I can make both of you armour and a weapon all I need is your preferences, but if you want I could make it out of dragon scales steel it will take longer and I would need you help but it will be nearly indestructible, what do you say?’’ she asked us a her eyes lit up in hope.
I turned to Turya and looked at her, she was sitting there with her hand behind her just staring at me not paying attention to what was happening, when she noticed I was looking at her she smiled and me and grabbed my arm wrapping herself around it.
Xar-‘’ yeah sure we will help, so what do you need’’
Blacksmith-‘’ first I need you to melt these scales using your fire breath as dragons fire is the only thing that can melt it, after that I will need you to melt some more metal as the base before I mix the two to create the alloy, but after that it shouldn’t take too long also preferences I need them’’ she said to us as she dumped the scales into an empty furnace before motioning me to come over. We quickly told her our fighting styles.
I transformed into my dragon form outside the smithy but I stuck my head in through the window as the shop was too small to fit my entire body. I began to use my breath to melt the old scales with the guidance of the smith, this process took a good three hours before she was satisfied, she then asked me what metal I wanted to mix it with the choices she gave were iron, steel, mithril, orichalcum ,and bronze. I asked her what they were like as I dint know much about the mithral or orichalcum, she told me that the mithral was a light metal that offered more protection to magical attacks while the orichalcum had a higher degree of flexibility and could be enchanted easier. I decide that I would use orichalcum for mine while Turya’s would use mithral as I already had a higher magical defence that her. I melt the metals and my job was done.
I was getting slightly tired so me a Turya decided to head to mine together to get some shut eye before we headed back to the smithy. When we arrived we went up to my room and fell asleep on my bed in each other’s arms.
My dreams began to become more vivid as I could now feel the wind and the cold biting at my skin as I watched an army led by the black haired woman from before clashing with an army led by the black beast, bodies and limbs flew as giant creature ripped apart there foe and spell were flung causing large areas of destruction, soldiers clash cutting and bashing each other giving no mercy, the black haired woman seemed to dance around her enemies as she decapitated them or gutting them I a few seconds. I saw the beast heading my way before it unleashed a storm of fire and acid.
I woke in a cold sweat but quickly calmed down as I saw Turya beside me still asleep, this made me smile as she talk in her sleep about trivial things. I moved out of the bed quietly trying not to wake her and headed down the stair to see if my mother was around but she wasn’t and neither was westra. I just sat looking out into the forest before i felt a pair of arms wrapping themselves around me I turn my head to see Turya there but I wasn’t prepared for what I saw as she seemed to have aged a few year in the time it took her to wake up.
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