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Jedi Armor Forge on Starlight Beacon
Forged in fire and formed under heat
this armor shall protect the jedi
in times of need
this armor shall protect the jedi
in times of need
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The sounds from the forge can be heard through the halls, while you are walking towards it... *DONG* A Sound like a thunder rushes through the halls almost numbing your ears… the vibration of the strike rushes through the floor, which you can feel with every step getting stronger and stronger…
*DONG* You can feel the heat, increasing with every step closer to the entrance... The smell of iron floods the hallway, the floor is getting a bit darker and dirtier with every step, covered in soot...
*DONG* as you enter the forge, you can see, that a giant Zabrak hammers furiously on the metal… sweat runs down his forehead and a drop of it fell onto the glowing hot piece of metal, which instantly vaporized…
He stops, takes his giant pliers takes the piece of metal from the anvil, and holds it under the fire to make it formable again... The fire, burning in orange and red, immediately makes it glow… He places the piece of metal back on the anvil takes the hammer... *DONG*, he flips it on the side...
*DONG* *DONG* *DONG* Sparks chip of that metal, which flew at his working clothes, then bouncing off to the floor… glowing all the way, till the dust and soot take away the heat… Slowly but surely this piece of metal formed into a flat piece, which Maag carefully placed onto the heat again… waiting for the right temperature, he looked at the entrance and sees you standing there: “Welcome, I have to finish this, before it gets cold… please take a seat...”, he said while pointing to a table, where some chairs were placed next to a wall full of armor pieces he had made…
He then turned around, taking the metal of the heat and placing it on the anvil again, to actually bend it this time with a smaller hammer… *DING, DING, DING*, this time the sound wouldn’t be as ear numbing, yet far brighter than the last strikes… After forming it into a shape, which could be a armor-part for the upper arm, he looked at it, while holding it with a smaller plier… In the light, he turned it around a little bit, smiled and placed it into a water-bath where it could cool off…
Then he turned around, smiled and threw the previously worn gloves onto the anvil and walked to the table where you would eventually sit and saying:
“Welcome again, thanks for stopping by… it is an honor to meet you… how can I help you?”
The hammer and the anvil...
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