Hal Henderics

Mar, satisfied with his work, gets started on something he should have done a long time ago. "I require the assistance of the finest designers and mages here. Also, I require Theodore's assistance for this as well." "I plan to move the Heartless Beast to a device which will allow us to contain it while utilizing it. It will take as many of us as I can gather. But I do believe it will be worth the effort. Anyone who wishes to conclude this business with the Heartless, Meet me atop the Castle Shortly." Mar Goes and Explains this to Theodore, Argent, Alexandria, and Edmund, that he needs some of their services as well for this project, but It is perfectly optional, of course. Then, Mar goes to the roof of the castle, if possible, and lights a fire with a puddle of oil poured on the castle bricks, and waits for the others.

"A bow... Hmm. If only this accursed place had proper wood. I've been spending so much time equipping all of you that my own self has been neglected. I may have to requisition a bow from you and the lovely spider woman." Mar comments to himself.

"So what can you do with spider's silk then? I'm curious." "And yes, so long as I have the energy to do so, and the materials to attune." Mar asks Gary, crafting the chestplate and infusing his skin mana into it.

"Very well. I'll try for a chestplate. I have no clue how the brew is coming along. I will know when it does something." Mar says in monochrome. (On mobile, so no colors...)

Mar is convinced that it would look better with armor plates. He is no seamstress however, and can only reasonably provide his expertise in cracking out the armored inserts.

"No, I think we will do just fine." Everything passes for the pair like a fever dream, Mar gathers up a rock? then he climbs up a sheer cliff face, Smashing down Clockwork parts and glowing Crystals. Eventually, everything blurrs like a bad hangover, where Mar is shown with his pupils dilated and his teeth sunk into a walking black mushroom. It is NOT happy with this situation. Suddenly, everything spins again. They are in a Laboratory? Mar picks up a computer monitor. Nah, those are bad for the eyes. He gathers up a sheet of paper instead. Eventually, they wander back around somewhere that might have been familiar near the start here? There are Black Feathers everywhere Mar notes, some Jackass has been shedding. Clearly, this is a job for the dynamic duo. Solomon is deligated to Feather Carrying duty. Next, Of course, Mar finds an old Chest, and Smashes the hell out of it. Getting Steak shaped chunks of wood and a pile of dust. The Priceless Crown Jewels inside are left behind, and Mar closes the secret door back. It isn't right to take things that aren't yours after all... Somewhere along the line, Mar either gathers or Snorts some Twilit magic. No, no, he did gather it it seems. A shame. Then maybe this PoV could fade to black before we witness more horrors in this Abomination to the Winery Arts. Mar gathers up the materials in hand, stalking back inside. First, we start with the base, a Good old fashioned rock, for a nice brothy broth, it is dumped into the mixture of Quenching Oil and Quenching Water. Then, after it comes to a boil, Mar stirs in the Old Chest Wood and Dust, to give it some Meat. After that, Mar beings dumping in chunks of crystal as he puts in the other ingrediants. The liquid is glowing now. It might have started glowing earlier, who knows. He Stirs in pinches of Twilit Magic Dust as well, the sharp Abrasive Powder adds character to the brew. After that, he dumps in the sheet of worthless paper, Secrets of the heart? Meh Meh Meh. in it goes, for Ink, Squid Ink has a very nice and salty taste to it after all, and the paper will soak up some of the magic. Now he chops up the feathers, mincing them finely, and dumping 1 part Minced feathers to 1 part whole feathers. Finally, since Sugar is needed and Yeast is needed, Mar dumps in a whole Black Fungus, this little monster was very mean to him, but it's succulent head tasted sweet and numb. Perfect for this brew, both in one. He stirs slowly and carefully as the brew bubbles like a God Possessed. Finally to stablize it, we dump in Ground up copper gears. After all, the gears aren't moving, so they should help keep this nice and smooth. Alexandria looks at it with dawning horror "Estimated chance of death upon consumption: 99.99999%" "Either way, it cures my headache." "Now shush, there is a high chance of it exploding if we talk." Ritsu is very concerned about the brew and any aftereffects it may possess. Now, That we finally have everything to a nice chunky concistency. Mar starts punching the liquid. What Infusing mana and splitting everything into a fine smooth liquid "Wait, did you mean pain killer or painful killer?" Solomon comments. Repeated cracks reduce the substance to the consistency of oatmeal "Shush you." Mar Pauses. The liquid looks like someone made a Slushy from industrial waste. For good Measure, Mar takes a chip of bone off the ground from his own forehead after getting struck with lightning, and uses it to channel mana into the pot. (10, 7) A Foul Purple Liquid Mana is made, which goes right into the pot. Death Mana, which encourages Bacteria and Viruses and Kills off normal Cellular life, Perfect for fermentation. Mar finishes the Brew, and Caps it With an Obsidian Lid he casts from magma to seal the pot completely, A small hole is made to allow gasses to escape while it boils and Ferments at incredible speed. Now we just see what happens... Mar Crosses his fingers, probably worrying his companions.

"I need the bottle." Mar moans. trying to get up. There is no Orcish Brew, his efforts are in vain. Need to solve the problem. Mar goes over to the Lump. Smashing a rock on top of it, A pot and a Pile of cubes are made. He takes the nasty water from the quenching tank, Oil from the same, Crushed up coal, and A healthy helping of Mana. "Going to get stuff for painkiller. Come if you're quiet and curious." He heaps this up on top of the furnace, and stalks outside, clutching his head. Mar wanders off into the wilderness, searching for plants.

In the background, a humorous moment occurs from some perspectives. (15, 20) Mar infuses Mana into the gun, an arc of lighting shoots from it, Zapping Mar in the head. "God Granite that hurt!" Mar shouts, bleeding lightly from the cauterized wound on the ground. Debuff Added: Cauterized Head Wound: Start at half Health next combat. Wounds like that don't heal quickly or easily...

"Mana is a type of energy produced by a soul, a hole in reality to a plane of infinite energy, this energy changes in it's function based on the substance it touches, and commands from the soul that produced it, or is currently governing it. Making Mana touch or infusing it into, gold for example, produces Solar Energy. While applying it to Obsidian turns the Mana into Magma when it is infused into the obsidian." Mar Crosses his arms. Mar helps solomon, doing as he asks when working on the chestplate.

"I could enchant it with magic for you." Mar says, in a matter of fact way. "It could do something cool."

"I'll follow along." Mar sees him poking at the giant metal lump. "I see you have been looking at that. Hally Melted all the ingots in the smithy into this monstrosity." "I've been cracking Gear off of it for a while now." "Kyle, what is your gun made of, now that I think about it? May I test what Mana it makes?" Mar asks, approaching.

Mar also takes a look, seeing the Original engines in the engineering bay, he pauses. "Could someone tell me if engines are supposed to look like this?"

"The more, the Merrier." Mar Comments, heading to the Smithy to bash out more things.

"Indeed, we must prepare arms, train our bodies and minds, and prepare the metaphorical and physical engines of war to live up to a title as grand as I boast us becoming." "And with that, I take my leave. I have Tools to construct, Unless there is more to be done here."

Mar takes this in. Suddenly, a wide grin splits his face. "You all hear that? Do you really hear it? This is the opportunity of a lifetime. All that is, all that we love is under threat by a single banner, a banner which has no face, and has no heart, one which each and every one of us have been chosen for. If this man speaks the truth, we will either die martyrs, or emerge heroes of every single thing. I say we get our spirits high, and our hearts hot enough to burn!" He chortles, then pounds his chest, his face starkly contrasting, and deadly serious. "Each and everyone of us will be ready for this, Our souls will burn brighter than they ever have before, and Our hearts will be strong, and our minds will be wide open. If the last of my life is spent pursuing it. I'll swear it here." "Who here is ready to walk the road to being Saviors of the Multiverse?!" Mar shouts, and he is damn well expecting an answer as he rises up to his full height from his normally hunched over position.

"You have a little pinch in the.." Mar points at his eye, gesturing a bit hilariously.

Mar, as always, makes the reasonable answer. "I don't know well enough to tell you. Are you here to enlighten us?"

Mar sees himself, bloddied and bruised, full of bullet holes and Sparking with an electrical Status ailment of some kind. HIs Arms are missing, He cares not. Mar backs up in shock.

Material Used People Involved Mar Synthesizes the Materials with which to craft this, Consuming Solomon's Sword shard by Smacking it to make the edges harder and razor sharp, then Fashioning a Spear from the Golden Stone and Blackrock. -- Material Used People Involved "Very Well. I will Create A cloak of Scalemail from the surface of our Metal Boulder. Use your sound powers on it as I strike, and I will infuse Mana attuned to my skin into it, to provide a barrier." Mar Strikes the Lump of Metal, Cracking a layer of it into a scaly cloak as he infuses Skin Mana into it to create a magic barrier, locked in hopefully with Theodore's Sound Waves Altering the magic.

"I believe I can do so without too much problem." Mar Thinks. "Do you want something heavy, or light? Worn on your body, or on the arm? or Held, a shield maybe? Or a Blocking Club, or bat. What do you DO? It may help me to help you."

"Well met, I am going against my better judgement and making a Spear for Solomon, made from a Black Edrich Rock Sealed with a Golden Solar Stone, and bearing a sharp Metal Spearhead." "There is also this giant Lump of Metal. I have not decided what I want to do with it yet, so I am open to suggestions, as mentioned, I am no smith, but I can Carve this metal as easily as other materials."

Mar goes over, looking at the blazing furnace and urn full of Bizarre Alloy. "Do you mind if I test a thing or two?" (6, 9) Testing the Bizarre Alloy's Mana type, it seems to be a Strange Time Mana, which forces what is in it's grasp to speed up or slow down or stop or skip in time, with no control over when what one happens... For now. "This Metal's Mana attunement seems to be of little use to me, It Makes Time skip, stop, speed, and slow on what it affects, and I can't control which one it does." Next, Mar Checks it's material properties. Yup, That's Metal. "Is there anything you would like me to try and make from this? I am no smith, but I can carve it to shape." "Also, it strikes me that we have only just met, You know me, but It seems I don't recall your name, could you refresh me if my memory has gone?"

Material Used People Involved Mar Synthesizes the Materials with which to craft this, Consuming Solomon's Sword shard by Smacking it to make the edges harder and razor sharp, then Fashioning a Spear from the Golden Stone and Blackrock.

While Wandering Around, Mar feels REALLY REALLY HELPFUL, And Will do whatever anyone asks, within reason, using his skills and abilities to the best of his ability to help them with whatever they need.

Mar, having completed his duty to Isobel and Lotus, Wanders off into the castle, realizing that his own weapon may have fallen short of this new device he created for them. Something he will have to remedy.