Gaysha was whating in the shrine room just past that was the forge a large dragon skull the whole shrine was made of bones in the forge room was Lord Dragon and Bebe. Next to Lord Dragon was a lorge pile of ore.<br/><br/>Lord Dragon: "Gaysha start Zen repet what she says. Bebe stoke the fires."<br/><br/>Gaysha sat on her knees in a pair postion.<br/><br/>Gaysha: "Fires of the west, winds of the east, waters of the north, stones of the south. Grate goddess of the elaments of war, bless the blades forged this day. Life and death, victory and defeat, win and lose. Grate Goddess of Victory, Death, and distiny, bless the warrior for whom these blades are forged and grant him your faver."<br/><br/>In the forge room the rythom of a smithys hamer rang. As Lord Dragon mubled in a strange spech.