Post by Tidus Revok on Jul 6, 2008 3:24:46 GMT
((OOC: Thought I'd bring in some NPC's for Tidus's character development while I wait on knight and leyline to post.))
Thunder sounded in the dark night sky, so loud it seemed to shake the earth. The endless sound of rain pouring on to the flat roof of the small cabin filled the air, so loudly that one could wonder how it was that anyone could concentrate. Ahniballe was completely unhindered. He was seated at a small desk filled with wooden cogs, springs, screw drivers, and various carpenter's tools. Everything he could need for Clock-Work. There was a small lamp to his left, and a sheet of blueprints to his right where the lamp was aimed. His eyes shifted back and forth between the blueprints and the wooden object he was working on. It was large, sort of round, almost like a half oval, and it had many, many holes in it. Ahniballe lifted his prize up and smiled.
"This will due for a prototype. Now to test it.", he whispered in a sort of crazed voice. He held the object up in front of his eyes and concentrated deeply. For about ten seconds nothing happened. Then a spark came up from one of the holes and a tiny flap turned. A large, villainous grin overtook Ahniballe's face. Just then three loud knocks sounded on the door.
"I'm working, go away!", he shouted. It was then that the door broke into four or five pieces - the result of a forceful kick from Nondrail.
"Must you always kick my door in?" The craftsman''s whine only prompted Nondrail to give a smirk.
"I've come to collect. Hopefully - for your sake - your research has paid off?" Nondrail walked over to Ahniballe's left and observed the object Ahniballe held tightly in his hand with pride.
"Master will be so very pleased!"
Nondrail scoffed. "He had better be. Sixty-two lives that he could have had were given to your research. It's good to see you've made something of it. I also came to deliver a message. We are to meet master in one week's time to give a full report. By then he said he wants them walking and running."
"Simple enough. One week it is then."
Thunder sounded in the dark night sky, so loud it seemed to shake the earth. The endless sound of rain pouring on to the flat roof of the small cabin filled the air, so loudly that one could wonder how it was that anyone could concentrate. Ahniballe was completely unhindered. He was seated at a small desk filled with wooden cogs, springs, screw drivers, and various carpenter's tools. Everything he could need for Clock-Work. There was a small lamp to his left, and a sheet of blueprints to his right where the lamp was aimed. His eyes shifted back and forth between the blueprints and the wooden object he was working on. It was large, sort of round, almost like a half oval, and it had many, many holes in it. Ahniballe lifted his prize up and smiled.
"This will due for a prototype. Now to test it.", he whispered in a sort of crazed voice. He held the object up in front of his eyes and concentrated deeply. For about ten seconds nothing happened. Then a spark came up from one of the holes and a tiny flap turned. A large, villainous grin overtook Ahniballe's face. Just then three loud knocks sounded on the door.
"I'm working, go away!", he shouted. It was then that the door broke into four or five pieces - the result of a forceful kick from Nondrail.
"Must you always kick my door in?" The craftsman''s whine only prompted Nondrail to give a smirk.
"I've come to collect. Hopefully - for your sake - your research has paid off?" Nondrail walked over to Ahniballe's left and observed the object Ahniballe held tightly in his hand with pride.
"Master will be so very pleased!"
Nondrail scoffed. "He had better be. Sixty-two lives that he could have had were given to your research. It's good to see you've made something of it. I also came to deliver a message. We are to meet master in one week's time to give a full report. By then he said he wants them walking and running."
"Simple enough. One week it is then."
