VI

Rualtik and Ishoa walk up to a big tent with armors and weapons varying from different parts of the world, from the lands of the vikings to the Isles of Egyptians. "This Smith work looks familiar, looks like the Smith work that the black knights had, and some of this armor is fit for kings." Rualtik picks up a claymore from a display. "The smithing for the weapons is perfect, who's your blacksmith?" As Rualtik sets the claymore down Ishoa holds the opening of the tent open. "Well, why don't you see for yourself?" Rualtik walks through the tent opening seeing dozens of more armors with even more weapons, varying from sword, shields, bows and everything in-between, some damaged in need of repair, but most everything is cleaned and in perfect condition.

Rualtik looks up towards the forge seeing a woman in a smiths apron with bright blue lava like hair and dark gray rock like skin. "Well I'll be damned, is that the blue rose of Ashenvyre?" The woman then snaps around seeing Rualtik and immediately runs towards him jumping into him for a hug. "Lord Rualtik, thank Zues your okay!" Rualtik starts laughing lifting the woman into the air like a child. "Seems like you guys are more than just friends." Rualtik puts her down smiling. "When I first became a black knight Samantha here was an apprentice for the head blacksmith in Ashenvyre." Ishoa looks at Samantha confused. "Wait... so your older than this old man, but you look like your no older that 20." Samantha then picks up a shirt off of a nearby table. "My kind ages extremely slowly, most times we live to be thousands of years old, but that's only if we escape slavery first." Rualtik sets the shirt to the side and instead picks up a dagger with a black hilt and blue accents on it. "Unfortunately her kind isn't very prone to fighting, mainly because they can't find a material that won't melt in their hands." Rualtik sets the knife in his hand down touching Samantha's hair with his bare hands. "Rualtik was the only person that would talk to me on a regular basis, but I think it was only because he was reckless when he fought, constantly needed his armor repaired." Rualtik notices a bright armor with black and blue highlights throughout it. "Does this belong to anyone?" Samantha shakes her head gesturing to Rualtik for him to "go ahead." Samantha then walks over to her forge grabbing her hammer. "So where might you guys be heading?" 

"We're gonna be heading to Dorobo's order, I think they might be in trouble and your coming with us." Samantha grabs a chunk of metal out of the forge and begins deforming it. "That's fine by me, I would need a couple of days to set up my cart for travel, especially on a trip like that." Rualtik walks up the girls wearing the new armor. "I'm gonna need a couple of days to get what I need anyway, I don't see why that would be a problem." Ishoa pats Rualtik on the back. "That armor looks good, way better than the armor you were wearing, you actually look like you're supposed to protect people." Rualtik whistles and silver walks up to his left side turning into it's watery form fusing into Rualtik's armor forming his wolf pauldron. "Now it's better, no offense Samantha." Samantha smiles at Rualtik. "None taken, give me a couple days to get my stuff ready, then I can head out, but you might wanna talk to Minsir he could definitely help us along the way and help enchant that armor, I know your gonna want that." Rualtik unsheathes his sword studying it. "Maybe he could help us figure out what happened to my sword, thanks again Samantha." Rualtik then turns around seeing a dark skinned elf pointing a blade at him. "How can I help you?" The elf steps closer to Rualtik pressing his blade into Rualtik's throat making him bleed slightly. "I suggest you pay for that armor." Before the elf can blink Rualtik grabs his hand, moving it away from his throat with ease. "Rualtik be nice, Rylikt put the blade up, he doesn't need to pay." Rualtik continues to hold Rylikt's hand scolding him. "Fine, if you could let go, that would be great." Rualtik then let's go of Rylikt's hand and extends his own hand out to Rylikt. "Thank you for taking care of Samantha." Rylikt looks at Rualtik and shakes his hand. "Happy to help, I hope you know I'll be going with you, she pays me so I'm gonna follow." Rualtik looks at the elf one last time then waves Ishoa over to him as he walks out of the tent. "Come on! We gotta go meet the mage!" Ishoa starts to walk away but Samantha grabs her arm handing her a claymore with a black and blue leather hilt with a duel headed black wolf guard with the writing "Lone Wolf". "This is for Rualtik I made it for him years ago if I ever met him again, he unknowingly saved my life this is the least I can do for him." Ishoa nods to Samantha as she takes the sword and runs after Rualtik. "Hey, wait up, you don't know where you're going." Ishoa runs up beside Rualtik handing him the sword she got from Samantha. "One the mage is that way where the tower is Its just cloaked, two this is for you from Samantha." Rualtik stops, taking the sword immediately slinging it over his shoulder attaching it his armor so the hilt is over his right shoulder. "Are you not gonna look at it?" Ishoa starts to walk in the direction of tower ahead of Rualtik. "I don't doubt Samantha and her abilities, but I need to meet the mage or wizard that put the enchants on this armor and weapon." Ishoa then stops as Rualtik passes her she notices through Rualtik's helm that he's angry. "Hey... are you gonna be alright, I know you're learning a lot about the black knights that you don't particularly like." Rualtik stops looking down at his hands. "For the past 40 years I've been the leader of the knights, but I knew nothing of what was happening out in the world, people being killed, slaved, and who knows what else... I couldn't do anything then but now I have a chance to save these people or at the very least try and save them, Its just making me realize that I was never anything to my kingdom." Rualtik then starts walking to the tower with Ishoa close behind. "Well... if it makes you feel any better, we would appreciate it if you stayed with us after we're done." Rualtik stops again this time turning around. "I'll agree, on one condition, after we're done saving your people from the other order and taking back my kingdom, we take down the person that's in control." Rualtik sticks his hand out waiting for a hand shake. "I get to help kill the god posing as you're king and their leader, sounds like a win-win to me." Ishoa shakes Rualtik's hand agreeing. "Now, lets go see Minsir and figure out what's on that sword."