Who I Am (Sabine)

[Malevora]

The Barn Owl on the floor of the Pure Ones Headquarters opened her obsidian eyes. She jerked back as she saw the scarred face in front of her.
"Liutenant Taylor! Thank Glaux you're awake!" the owl said.
The owl he had called Taylor stood up.
"Where... where am I?" Taylor asked. The claws on her talons clinked slightly and she had the feeling that they meant something.
"Taylor? What do you mean?" the owl said.
"What is this place? Who are you? Why am I here?" she cried, frightened.
"You mean, you truly don't remember?" the owl asked.
"No! WHO ARE YOU!!!!!!"
"We're the Pure Ones," the owl said, calming Taylor. "You're one of our liutenants and our smith."
"So... I can trust you?" Taylor said tentatively.
"Forever," the owl said.

(OOC: Taylor is Sabine. She has lost her memory and the Pure Ones want to use her smithing talents to improve their weaponry, so they have lied to her. She believes them. This roleplay is about the Pure Ones convincing Sabine to fight for them, and when they fly into battle she is forced to choose between the owl she loves or her true kin.)

[SoultheBarnOwl]

Soul had heard of the new smith, and had began sketching a design for battle claws. She already had a good set of fire claws, for speical battles, but she prefer normal battle claws sometimes. She etched a design of battle claws, that were styled after Boron's, a King of the great tree that'd she read about. After finishing the crude, yet still readable sketch, she picked it up in her beak, and flew toward the new smith's forge.


(By the way, I'm refrencing Borons battle claws from the movie, just as a side note XD)

[Malevora]

Taylor felt at home in the soot and clanking. Flames danced in front of her and the metal in the smelter was a glowing red. She heaped coals on top of it and then pumped the bellows. Up, down, up, down. Take the coals off. Not hot enough. Up, down, up, down. She was on autopilot, lost in thought.
How did I lose my memory? she wondered. She took the coals off again. The molten metal had mixed a bit with the ashes, strengthening the temper. She pulled it out and picked up a rock roughly the size of an owl head. She coated it in ash, then placed it in the centre of the metal. She slipped the leather coat onto her battle claws to prevent the molten metal sticking to them and ruining them, and rolled the metal around the rock. She plunged it into the water then pulled it out. She placed it in the smelter once more, on top of a lattice of ashen branches. When the metal was soft she lifted a short, sclpel-like blade and, with precision strokes, sliced out the eye-holes and the neck space. She then plunged it back innto the water. Then, when the metal was cooled, she slipped her talon into the neck space and slid out the rock. She tried the helmet on. Perfection. She took it off and lfted it, flying over and hooking it onto the rack. She bruushed the soot off herself. She noticed a strange symbol on her wing. Five circles.
What does it mean?

[SoultheBarnOwl]

Soul spotted Taylor on a ledge, and flew over. She quickly, explained the battle-claw design to her, and explained the crude sketch, and told the rouge smith her sizing. "Can you make them?" she asked, blinking, already imagining the bronze battle claws on her talons, ready to tear apart any owl in her way.She then blinked, and shook her dreamland off, waiting for a answer

[Malevora]

"Hmm..." Taylor mused. "Bronze is softer than iron, but if I forge iron claws and coat them with bronze..." Taylor sized up the drawing. "Or maybe the seagull-splat method..."
"It could be done." she concluded, taking the curled drawing and, using an offcut of metal, pinned it to the tree root curling through her forge. She then took some soft straps of mouseleather and began twining them around Soul's claws, sizing them up.
"So," she said. "How'd you end up here with the Pure Ones?"

[Batt the Barnowl]

Ryth thought about the new blacksmith, she hated lieing, but stuck to it. She was flying in light rain, and looked at her old claws. She would never replace them, for they were a symbol of her first succesful mission, way back when she was a recruit, not a sergeant like she is now.

Ryth looked down at her claws, they were wearing out, some bent and some cracked, she had to get them repaired. Ryth went the blacksmith's and saw soul, a friend. So she walked inside unheard.

[SoultheBarnOwl]

Soul nodded "I was born into Pure ones, Daughter to the High Tyto and Her pureness. And I'm not good with metals, just use the strongest metal you've got. YYou don't have to sue bronze, it was just thrown in there."

[Batt the Barnowl]

Ryth looked at her claws, and at a tiny jar of paint she had. She knew how to paint the claws. She hated how the Kraals painted their feathers, the paint masks true beauty, but the true beauty in the claws WERE the paint, the black made them impossible to see in darkness, the color complimented the eyes of tytos, dark. She waited patiently.

[Malevora]

"Okay, I think I've got it now," Taylor said. She reached down and slid one of a large number of metal sheets from the shelf under her forge. She placed it on top of the branch lattice to begin the heating.
"Hey, look, there's another owl in here," Taylor noted. "Hello. What can I do for you?"

[Batt the Barnowl]

Ryth waited until she was finally seen to. "I am Ryth, I just need my claws melted down and reshaped, as you can see. I could also use steel rods implanted in them to make them sturdier, if possible," Ryth said, giving the claws over. She nodded, happy to be having her claws repaired.

[SoultheBarnOwl]

Soul blinked and turned "Oh, Hi Ryth, any news of late?" she asked, after the owl finished her request.

[Batt the Barnowl]

"None, as i know, just attending to special training in my Stealth unit and assassinating a few slipgizzles, nothing huge, as you see the few battles i've been in and the assassinating has taken its toll on my once glorious claws." Ryth replied.

[SoultheBarnOwl]

"Oh yes, That looks like it would wear them down preety nastily." she said, blinking "Good to know, for once I finish training."

[Malevora]

"Well, I've been working on a little something to make claws more durable. I'm not sure if it works yet, but I could give it a try on yours if you like..."

[Batt the Barnowl]

"Hmm? What is it?" Ryth replied