The forge ((April 8 9am))

[River_forestwolven]

"Close?" *Shakes her head.* "That is all I know, that we as closer to war then I am comfortable with."

[Azalea]

*Cursing is heard from inside of the forge. Moments later Azalea walks through the doorway, wiping soot from her cheek and muttering to herself.*

[River_forestwolven]

"Lea!" *smiles softly.* "How is it going?"

[Vianne]

*Shakes her head in disapproval. She jumps when she hears curing coming from in the forge, than begins to smile* "Hail Lea, you okay?"

[Rolin Smith]

*Rolin steps out of the forge some minutes after Azalea.*
"It can be salvaged my dear, the function is the thing. Form and fit we can alter later, perfection is not attained in the first firing."
*Rolin notices the others gathered and bows his head.*
"Vianne what song have you to brighten the spirits of my esteemed apprentice?"
*Rolin looks over to Luna and her hides.*
"My dear Luna, I see a cacophony of hides, how can I assist you?"

[River_forestwolven]

"I need better armor" *smiles petting the leather.* "These should be cured enough for proper use."

[Azalea]

*She scowls slightly, then looks to Luna*

"What kind of armor are you looking for, Luna?"

*She looks to Vianne and nods*

"Good to see you, Vi. Unfortunately I'm not in the mood for music, perhaps later."

[River_forestwolven]

"Bracers, I think after I grab my arrows I will have enough."

[Vianne]

*Can't help but chuckle* "Ah Rolin you know I always have a song, but I also have traveled with Lea long enough to know when to sing and when not to sing. Maybe another time"