#offireandcrafts

[insxtiablebloodlust-blog]

       ❛   what's this I hear about eating people?  ❜

[insxtiablebloodlust-blog]

offireandcrafts

       Weapon clatter upon workbench, startling the god from his work. Ordinarily, such act would cause apology to fall from crimson lips, but today Bloodshed can do little more than stand steady before him, eyes tired and strain written in every line of her body. Perhaps she leans too heavily upon surface to keep upright to be healthy, and skin appears ashen, sweat beading upon brow.

       ❛   hephaestus, I require repairs immediately   ❜

                               she tells him, and there may be a distant undertone of pain in her voice, even as she tries to hid it from him. Teeth grind together, and it looks as though she will be sick all over his floor, but she pushes down taste of bile, the din of battle echoing in her ears, though she is far from the field.

       ❛   you must hurry. Ares requires my presence.   ❜

[natumfluctus]

Alyx really misses her boys.. And I have no idea if it’s my turn or not.

[icravedeathanddestructionar-blog]

     “Hephy!”

[virtusetfortitudo]

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omg u are so tries adorns can I keep u? *clings and pets face*

-laughs and paps face- You're cute. Sure, you can keep me I guess :P

[achilleio]

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The shop had been there for as long as Achilles could remember only he had never been inside, his father had always ushered him along and had another man enter to order things for him, but now he was alone. He was alone and he was able to go inside, to look, and this he did.

      He wandered in through the door, his eyes on the dangling weapons and the hanging breastplates and he was in awe. He knew what he wanted to have and he knew that he could pay for it easily, but wherever the blacksmith was he was not visible.

     'Hello?' he called into the shop, voice seeming to reverberate off of the metal work. 'Anybody home?'

     The young man scooped up a sword in passing, fingers playing at the hilt, feeling the delicate carvings.

[brighteyedathene]

Several drafts I owe...

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