[Chaos/Anachren] chapter one: Anarchren's Discord

[Arc Vembris]

Wilda retires to her own room to begin studying the spellbook  

[Dragon HighLord Flambe]

Sorry, forgot that you had a int that was that high, its 95% chance with 1st level, 90% chance with 2nd and 85% chance with third.  

[Raganui Minamoto]

[Dwarven] "Life Crusher eh? So, just hypothetically speaking at this point, iffin I were to be weilding you, what would happen?"[/Dwarven] The dwarf raises his brow lightly, grumbling a bit to himself about not being drunk enough for this.  

[Dragon HighLord Flambe]

The hammer raises its eyelid in what you guess as an imitation of your raised eyebrow, and studies you for a moment. [Dwarven] "That knowledge will come with time. But, for now you are not yet strong enough to wield my main power. However some of my lesser powers may be of use to you, I can detect metals of value, I can detect magics, I also have the powers of Telekinesis, and." In your mind he whispers "Telepathy."

{{ He is a rather powerful hammer, but his full abilities can't be used till higher level. Currently this is what you can use him as,

Dvershinholgur +2 adamantium hammer,

Speaks: Common, Dwarvish, and Neutral Good. Can only be used by a Dwarf.
EGO: 13 INT: 15 DMG: 2-12
Minor abilities: Detect Precious Metals, Kind and amount, in a 20” radius.
Detect Magic in a 10” radius.
Major abilities: Telepathy, Telekinesis.

It has a large ruby embedded inside the right side of the hammer head that acts as an eye, and can cover it with a layer of metal,

The hammer head and the handle are both made of adamantium, but can change color and texture to look like stone at will. }}  

[Raganui Minamoto]

He blinks and just grins. [Dwarven]"I'm thinking that we'll be getting along just fine. Too bad yer a hammer, or I'd offer ye a mug o' ale."[/Dwarven] He smiles and waves someone over to order a big mug for himself.  

[Dragon HighLord Flambe]

He just starts laughing. A barmaid comes over eying the hammer like he is something one of the devils created, and says in a nervous voice. "Can I get you something sir?"  

[Raganui Minamoto]

"Ale, big mug." he leans back slightly, stroking his beard. After the drink had arrived and he'd emptied it, he'd stick the hammer back through a belt loop and head upstairs to his room, locking the door and retiring after removing the armor.  

[Dragon HighLord Flambe]

About four hours after you went into your room, a knock disturbs your slumber.  

[Raganui Minamoto]

He stands, grumbling. His hand flails a bit before grabbing Dvershinholgur. He walks to the door in his britches and braces, opening it slowly. "Yes, what?"  

[Dragon HighLord Flambe]

A man smelling of cheap brandy tumbles in, and asks for thirty silver pieces  

[Raganui Minamoto]

"Bah, ye don't even know a good drink." The dwarf grabs the man and tosses him out of the room, shutting the door after.  

[Dragon HighLord Flambe]

The force of the dwarf's effort sent the man flying, the door on the opposite side of the hall gives way as he goes crashing into it.  

[Raganui Minamoto]

He locks the door and returns to bed. "Ach, stupid drunkards."  

[Dragon HighLord Flambe]

The night passes by without further incident. Dawn comes seemingly bleak, looking as if storm clouds are upon the horizon.  

[Raganui Minamoto]

He grumbles and sighs, suiting up in his plate armor and boots. He takes the time to go over how everything is packed and make sure nothing is going to break before slipping on his bag and spear to his back, his axes and Dvershinholgur to his hips, and tying up the various loose odds and ends. With a nod he sets out.