˚ˋঌ˖ Cinder Craft | Weaponsmith & Forging ˖ঌˋ˚  ━━━━⊱˗ˏˋ ★ˎˊ˗ ⊰━━━━ A peculiar poster is affixed to the notice board - penned by greatling handwriting in place of a blind man's... Lack of Penmanship. Beneath a flame-singed poster is information on how to contact the Forgesmith in question... ━━━━⊱˗ˏˋ ★ˎˊ˗ ⊰━━━━ Looking for something Forged? With the ability to make Exceptional crafts of both Arcane and Material nature; Cinder Craft has you covered for weapons, armor, leather-work and metalwork alike! Based in the ever-bustling Casa De Marchesi: the forge of Ser Caleb Citranitas is now open to requests from the public - in return for crown, of course.  With experience in forging prosthetics, weapon, armor, crafts and more: Cinder Craft offers the experience of a man well-versed in forging with both rare materials and common metals alike - with a promise of quality for any who seek arms to defend themselves with.  ━━━━⊱˗ˏˋ ★ˎˊ˗ ⊰━━━━ OOC: For requests and quotes, you may respond to this thread with your request and IGN  or you may reach out to me in rp-discussion in the discord for inquiries! You're also free to approach Caleb IC to inquire about his services, but I ask that you respect if I am in other rp and ask in local chat before approaching to talk shop. In addition to this: be sure to keep in mind my DM rules as per my server role in Avalore's Discord. Thank you!

⋆.˚⋆✮⋆˙ The Flamekeeper ⋆.˚⋆✮⋆˙ A jingly jester is seen rushing in a rapid shuffle towards the Hermetic Assembly in the early morning breeze. Cradled in the man's hand are three peculiar objects: a rune-inscribed doll, a leather-bound mage's tome and a... Big box swaddled in a blanket that the Jester was seen muttering threats to. For those attuned to the Occult - Cursesmiths and soothsayers alike may notice something odd about the man's gait. He's not alone. Three fluttering motes of light flutter and flit like bouncing ash around his body.  A trail of ashen footsteps are left in his wake, drawing lines that human footsteps cannot leave in their trail. What oh what is that Jester up to...? For the following nights, repeated visits to the Hermetic Assembly would be made: routine, like clockwork. To and fro back and forth, covered in more and more soot tags. He smells of sulfur and smoke. 

Username/Char Name: Birdmandean, Caleb Citranitas Character Profile: None yet but I do have a Mage Profile Character xp: 200 

𓅨✩°｡⋆☽₊‧ ˖⁺⋆  The Crashing Tides of Blood and Justice ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽⋆｡°✩𓅨 A group of wayward adventurers return from a paid mission gone awry. Slashed in heavy spellwork and bruised and battered by forces beyond the bounds a typical mortal could muster. The rumor flies quick upon the wind, as a crow's feather dances on the wind: It was only One Enemy. The monochrome doctor has been stained in the sanguine tides of red blood; he hunkers those who are wounded, stabilized, into the hospital before departing soon after, path split as the masked vigilante Cob-Web is seen departing the scene as well.  From the sombre gaze of those involved: it seems the fight was not concluded. Whomever, or Whatever did this... Still roams amidst the Spire...  [Rumor from the Justice is Blind eventline ran by @Captain_Cynical]  @EndlessMusic | @Lugar | @BooxStone | @BrunoPhil | @Olomet

The Fall of an Eclipsing Sky A return of a fleet of Caravans winds over the horizon line past Albern's to The Spire. One by one, carriages and tents are hoisted back into the Spire's Walls, carting with them a series of injured Spiregoers... And yet.. Despite their injuries, wounds, grievous and minimal - there's a look upon their faces.  Word spreads quick: The Spire has taken down the base of Locke and Keye; the forces of the Steele Watch and Enzo's coalition have banded together to raid the Organization's largest front - Destroying Further Production of Bloodwrought. With teams led by Eryx, Perseus and Azuran - the base became nothing but a cindering pile of ash in the Spire's wake... ...But what happened to...? Alongside the Caravans - there's hushed whispers regarding the outcome of the fight... Who fell, who lived. Fabian Locke - the true name of Franklin Keye, appears to have survived the encounter... Dorian Locke, however...  The fate of his life now falls in the hands of The Spire's judgment call - its unclear if he is captured or indisposed of, yet... But the lock has been shattered. Alongside this victory, missing faces return home: Elkaj, and whispers of a wine-eyed Vampire...  A massive victory for the denizens of the Spire - the question is now: what will be the fate of the final survivors? Dr. Lyrian, Caine Abel, McRoyce and Fabian himself...? The Dominoes have begun to Fall.