Hal Henderics

Mar speaks with Argent about his hellfire Once More, this time though, Mar is prepared, and transmutes the hellfire into a solid form, before flaking it apart into a carved sword and flakes. He cracks a Stone into a handle, and infuses it with a Glowing Blue Mana derived from water. Argent Carefully Slots this onto the blade, Completing it, It is a shortsword, though strangely enough, it has the handle and hilt of a Zweihander. It seems Mar knows either very little, or very much about aesthetics...

"It possesses things, taking control of that which has no will of it's own. Of course, Thee chains mean that if it possesses something, I can remove it easily, and Outside of a possessed object, it cannot act." "Thusly, there is no danger, and I can demonstrate the Price of Disobedience to it without it having any illusions of victory." Mar nods. And it returns to the bottle. "If it could possess people, then it would not have bowed to me so easily, after all."

"A Dark Creature that fought against us in securing this place. I have since begun the process of Taming it. And Bending it to my will." Mar Gestures, glancing at the Heartless. Which Emerges almost at his Will it seems. The shadowy ball is covered in blunt spikes, and smokes like an oil fire. It is Shivering lightly, Twitching maybe? It seems very pleased, half lidded at the meal of mana it absorbed. It is covered in Chains, which trail to Mar, around his Arms and Chest, one set of chains is glowing and transparent, the other, Hard Metal. "As you can see, It responds well to my... Methods... of initializing domestication."

"I have been contemplating your Hellfire once more." Mar says, looking at Argent as he makes it flow around him in various forms. "I believe, that I simply lack the tools to work it." "How so?" Argent says, as A hellfire butterfly lands to rest on his finger. "Well, If the flakes were not stable, and the flames themselves were not either, I simply lacked the fine control to strike it perfectly." "A rock is only adequate for my work." "So you need something sharper?" "Something stronger, to transfer more of my energy into the material." "I have a shard of Adamantine Ore, but I doubt that would even be enough." "Well if it's just ore it's probably a little lacking..." he looks at the entry to the smithy and allows the butterfly to shatter into shards and dissipate "I MIGHT be able to power a smelter with my hellfire, I could try to refine the metal at least a little, and shape it into a chisel. Would need a cast though. I never actually learned black smithing." "There are casts here, as you can see." Mar gestures at the shelf holding them. "Mmmm...want to try it?" "Well, of course, if you feel your hellfire is up to it." "I think I can manage." "Hmmh." Mar nods, handing over the Adamantine Ore Shard, but not before breaking off a piece of it for storage. The heavy dull blade is given to Argent He turns it over in his hands. Examining it "So what exactly is this stuff?" "Pure Adamantine Ore, I obtained it from the Sacred Home Mountain, I probably would have made a small knife or some such from these remains, but a Chisel needs both my power and a strong material." "It's mana type does something odd. It seems to make things stronger, like how an ant is strong for it's size, or how a small stick holds it's weight better than a giant log, with less creaking and groaning" "Mmmmmm. Alright. Let's try this out" he dissipates all his active hellfire and stands up. Heading into the smithy Mar Casts his mana into his Familiar, feeding the greedy creature a pittance for it's loyal waiting. It absorbs it with horrific glee. Argent, recalling some of the things his magic teacher used to do and talk about, attempts to smelt the ore, fueling the smelter with intense hellfire Mar looks on, then aids in casting it in a Chisel Mold, before Cracking off the tip while it is still hot so it will be stronger. The Possessor Watches all of this from it's safe little bottle. Mar sits there and ponders.

Anyone in the hall now would notice a vending machine in it, and a Massive ruined streak of floor leading to the Servant's Quarters. Where an input to insert inputs would be on a normal Vendor, this one has a hologram of a 3 eyed alien with red eyes and a wide brimmed hat. "Hey Buy somethin' will ya!?" The Holographic voice automatically demands when someone walks close enough. Inside the Vending machine, instead of candy bars and snacks, there are only Glocks, SMGs, and strange Ammunition Packs, all of them the exact same brand and name. "Ultracorp Brand Ammo Pack"

Mar Sits down on one of the cots in the Barracks. "It seems we must now learn the virtue of Patience. I will be meditating, I suppose." Mar settles down on the floor, and forms a glowing sphere of mana in front of him. Like a campfire. little flecks from his chest move to it, and flecks from it periodically move to himself, touching parts of his gear and body, then returning to orbit the Mana Sphere, as he examines them intently. The Heartless, which has left the bottle to float nearby, gazes on in hunger, wonderment, and fear.

"Gladly, I have no use for them." Mar responds, digging them out of his pouch and handing them over.

Mar shatters the mirror into perfectly shaped mirror shards. Next, Mar takes a handful of this world's Dead, dead soil, and infuses it with Sterling Silver Mana, to see what happens. If it does something interesting, he takes some more dirt to Leon, and Repeats the feat.

"Oh, That's Quite Perfect! I would like that one, would you happen to know what those materials are on it? They are quite beautiful and lustrous."

"Very well, I apologize for imposing, What Ring then, might you have, that you believe has the most variety in the things that compose it? It need not be enchanted, but my criteria is merely something of many types of gem and metal. Something with sapphires, rubies, or other, stranger mundane gems I perhaps have not yet heard of?" Mar takes this opportunity to search for himself, He is set on a ring then.

"I would like something gaudy, I am a magic user whose magic takes many different substances, and Gems and Precious metals are useful. Maybe a Bracelet, or even an armlet? Simply a piece whose many materials make it excessively colorful, perhaps. I am the one who aided in shutting down one of the local Heartless Infestations, and have the time to peruse the town before continuing on my journey." "I may even be able to help you as well. I can very precisely cut raw materials without tools." "Lastly, it is shameful to ask, but do you have any jewelry garbage that would normally be disposed of?" Mar states, looking for something small but extremely loaded with material types.

Mar searches for 2 things. 1. A Pimp Item containing at least 3 types of Gemstone and 2 Precious Metals. More if at all possible. 2. A tiny bell at the counter, for ringing purposes. "Hello? Is anyone here?.."

Anyone in the Bedroom would see what looks like a vending machine, a Friendly holographic alien face is being projected from the place where normally, an input would be input. "Come on and buy somethin'!" The Automated voice states, the little projected head winking forward blankly. Someone looking at the Vending Machine's contents would see it is entirely glocks and SMG's. where normally would be candy bars. Also, magazines of the same ammunition.

"Oh my, I am so sorry, this has never happened to me before..." "I-I'll just go... Am I supposed to pay you for this?" Mar states, blushing slightly and rubbing his head sheepishly. Unless someone stops him, Mar goes to the Accessory shop. Maybe they have intriguing things Avalable. He also checks the Armor shop if possible.

Mar, having looked at the schematics, checks his comprehension of it. If he is confidant about the cannon, he speaks. "It is complex, but I could dislodge all rust from the cannons, using my precise fracturing strikes. With your permission." Mar waits. If they. Confirm, he strikes the cannon once, attempting to remove the rust from it so the loose powder can simply be removed. If this works, he strikes several other places on the cannon, having the others guide him and assist.

"I imagine that will come with time and care." Mar says, patting it slowly.

It shies away from the touch, if it was born yesterday, it's sample size of living things is "Scary Dangerous Attackers/Shouters/Crazy" It obviously dares not resist, but shivers violently. "Be careful, like all things not bred to domestication, it needs much more time to acclimate."

"Hmm. Could you give me measurements and blueprints? given Material, I could manufacture such things to high tolerances." Mar Nods.

"And that is how Orc-kind handles animal husbandry." Mar's Chest Puffs Up with pride as he stows his sword, managing this pet will be a 2 hand job. He goes over to Lexial and the others. "The problem is solved. Do you need assistance? Also, Have a look at what once was the cause of all our problems on this blasted castle." Mar Gestures to the now Harmless Clay Bottle, Black and smokey like a little movie was painted on it. The movie being one of a Possessor's Tall eyes Looking over and around, it's jagged mouth quivering, he won't be taking Orcish Brew on the Go for a while it seems. But at least He got something arguably more useful in return.

Summoning up her magical power, Lexiel creates two strong wards in concentric circles, Argent, Following along, to their own beat, Conjures a Dome of Hellfire, encompassing everyone inside. The Sweltering heat is nothing compared to the tension of this experiment. Much like Solomon's Pork rinds, it seems that this event is getting rather spicy. Mar takes out the obsidian and channels mana into his own skin and the obsidian, creating Arcanite Chains from it. Theodore's Music Strengthens the chains, the Heavy Metal ringing out and resonating with the magic, when the song is finished the Chains glow a Blinding white, like metal glowing too hot, rather than any particular light magic, the light of power, rather than holiness. Mar Links these chains together, forging the Heartless Armor Chain and the Arcanite Chain together, forming the Harness that will bind the Heartless within. Then he places the shard inside the harness, gently, even. and raps it with a rock, cracking it wide open, suddenly, a Churning dark cloud sweeps out of the gem, wapring as it bubbles around the chains binding it, like a balloon inflated while tied with string, it forms into the Possessor, which, hearing Theodore's Song, thrashes viciously, Mar Grabs the end of the chain, wrapping it around his arms several times, Discarding his Sword in the process, He tightens the chain's binding around his arm as much as he dares, Pulling the possessor nearer and nearer. Solomon's Crunch of a Pork rind synchronizes with Mar's eyes hardening as he forces eye contact with the Possessor. One could hear a pin drop as Mar looks the Heartless right in the eye, daring it to do anything. A second Crunch rings out, and Mar starts slapping himself with his free hand, Roaring at the Heartless and Maintaining that Eye Contact, getting More and more pissed off with the rapid fire slaps to himself, He knows it's a bit sneaky, exploiting his own temper like this, but then he forgets that too, his slaps getting less and less coherent until his eyes are blood shot and slobber flecks from his mouth. As he gets angrier, he is able to hurt himself less and less with the little love taps, but he can feel his muscles bulging nonetheless. A thought comes unbidden, in the midst of him forgetting just what the hell he was doing, as he gets so worked up trying to scare this thing, he almost forgets the point. Ok, now calm down. But the monster is right there? It's waiting, It can't even move, much less defend itself. He shakes his head again, tightening his grip on the chains. He remembers his Medicine Bag. He remembers why he is fighting. As suddenly and all at once it came, his face loses it. His eyes go back. He grins, and possibly making it flinch, reaches over with his other hand. "Do good for me, little sneak." He Loosens the chains, giving it slack slowly, maintaining eye contact, but gripping the possessor with his hand now, patting it lightly. His head turns, all but DEMANDING the Heartless follow his line of sight as he slowly looks over to an empty spot. He walks over, sets down the empty bottle that once held his Orcish Brew, Leaving the Heartless where it was and slacking the chain more. Upon rising back up to his full height. He points down at the Orcish Medicine bottle. "Go." He says, slowly, enunciating his words like nobody else had heard him before. The single Syllable holding the weight of a mountain. Ready to crash down at the slightest twitch that does not please it. Materials Used

Mar places the Shard in the Chain harness once the Song is finished. "Let us begin. On your Guard!" He cracks open the Twilit Shard, Releasing it's prisoner into the Chains! "HAH!"

"It is a Pleasure to meet you too I am Mar, of Stonerist Chi." Mar Creates an Arcanite Chain, and Weaves the Arcanite and Heartless Metal Armor Chain together into the Afformentioned Harness, and waits for Theodore to use his Song Powers on it to increase it's strength.

"I had a shard of a magic barrier I flaked off, so I made a crack in it, and Wrestled the Dark Creature inside with Izumi's Help."

"Actually, only half of it's volume is magic, the other half is Silicon, enchanted silicon, designed to propegate it's magical sister material." "If it escapes, we hunt it down. Nothing Else to do, but Even so, That is why I picked this area, We have around 1000 Meters of Empty space with nothing for it to possess, unless it can possess the entire castle all at once."

"No, It's fine, This is just stone anyway, unless I am mistaken. I am going to Tame this Dark Beast strapped in here." Mar says, holding up the Possessor Shard. "Perhaps you can be of assistance? Either way, I suppose this is all that will be arriving. So let's begin." Mar Starts by explaining exactly what the plan is, and offers openings for Theo, Argent, and provided she offers it, Lexiel, to comment and concern. Mar will start by crafting an Arcanite Chain from Mana, at this point, He will assemble the chains into a harness with a lot of slack chain hanging off the back for grabbing, and use the remainder of the Heartless Metal Armor Chain as well, creating a set of chains roughly the size of the possessor. Then Argent will create a ring of hellfire to box everyone in, then Theo will Play his music, one song to strengthen the Chain's Magic, and one to Serenade the Possessor. From there, Mar will crack open the shard in the Pile of Chains, so the Possessor Appears already bound. Then we will go from there. "Does everyone understand the plan? Or have any concerns?"