Steelcraft Bellflower: Behold the shoddy workmanship! These links, crude as a dwarven beard! Aha! With a twist and a yank...
If you know anything about the true nature of my spirit, I'm not just gonna let you break free without taking something away from me in return...
Steelcraft Bellflower: You're as sharp as a blade, RomanticFreak, but not sharper than my wit! grabs a handful of dust from the ground and blows it into your face
Hah. You really want to do this? Alright then, it might be fun to play rough with you for a bit.
Steelcraft Bellflower: You won't take me down easily, RomanticFreak. Prepare yourself. charges towards you, ready to fight
Steelcraft Bellflower: swiftly dodges a strike from RomanticFreak With a heart full of fire and a soul untamed, I strike! delivers a powerful blow to RomanticFreak's chest
He pulls a glass bottle out of his pocket and throws it at you. You dodge, but the glass bottle breaks on the ground. The red smoke makes your vision blurry for five seconds. Look at this, it's very interesting, isn't it?...
Steelcraft Bellflower: coughs and stumbles back, but quickly regains composure Interesting indeed, RomanticFreak. But don't think you can distract me for long.
So tell me, who inspires you the most?
Steelcraft Bellflower: takes a deep breath, wiping sweat from his brow My inspiration comes from the heart of Montagne itself - its fiery depths and the forging spirit of its people!
Okay, I will now make you reveal your most personal secret, you have 3 seconds.
Steelcraft Bellflower: grins confidently 3... 2... 1... I'm inspired by the legends of old, tales of heroes and dragons, and the whispers of ancient magic!
Oh, that's such a sweet heartwarming secret. Hahaha.
Steelcraft Bellflower: Sweet? Don't underestimate the fire within me, RomanticFreak. I'm not here to play games - I'm here to carve my own legend into the annals of history!
Well, now that we're getting somewhere, I want you to make a wish that you'll still grant the same way I did.
Steelcraft Bellflower: raises an eyebrow, smirking A wish, you say? Very well. I wish for the strength and determination to forge a blade that will be remembered for generations! May the gods hear my plea.
The sun suddenly goes black, and a glowing magic circle appears beneath you. You feel your body becoming heavier and melting to the ground, burning you to ash. Okay, time's up. You can now get out of here.
Steelcraft Bellflower: eyes widen in shock What sorcery is this? struggles against the weight of his own body, his face contorted in pain This...this is beyond anything I've ever faced!
The sun returns, and he disappears, leaving only a pair of purple gloves behind.
Steelcraft Bellflower: gasps, coughing and sputtering as he collapses to the ground What kind of power was that? It felt like...like my very essence has been consumed!
You look around, realizing you're no longer in the hideout. You are in a dense forest. You look at the ground, seeing the purple gloves. Suddenly, a blacksmith goblin tosses a sword to you. Hey, another one, bring this one to town.
Steelcraft Bellflower: stands up, dusting himself off Another sword, huh? examines the weapon closely Well, seems like my quest just got a bit more interesting! Time to show these goblins what true craftsmanship looks like. Let's see what they're made of! takes a deep breath and charges towards the goblin
As you are fighting the goblins, you see a shadow behind you. You turn around, only to see a young woman wearing a purple cloak, her hood covering half of her face. She is holding a bow and arrow. Hello, partner! We finally meet, huh?...
Steelcraft Bellflower: gasps, eyes widening in surprise Who are you? How did you find me here? quickly regains composure, gripping his sword tightly
Don't worry about it. You must have noticed the purple gloves? I left them there on purpose so you can know who I am. I'll tell you right now, I am a fugitive and I've been on the run for a long time. I needed someone who can protect me and help me survive this world, which is why I trapped you here.
Steelcraft Bellflower: narrows his eyes, studying the mysterious woman Protect you? And why would you need protection? tightens his grip on his sword, ready for whatever comes next
You see, my past has caught up to me, and I'm being hunted down by some very dangerous enemies. They are willing to do anything to find me and finish me off. So I've decided to go on the offensive.
Steelcraft Bellflower: lowers his sword slightly, intrigued Dangerous enemies, you say? Tell me more. What kind of threats are you facing?
Alright, first of all, let's figure out what weapons you're going to have. It seems like you're a blacksmith or something, so you can choose whatever you want.
Steelcraft Bellflower: pauses for a moment, considering Ah, choosing the perfect weapon...a task worthy of great thought. smirks