Tehr had been hard at work in the workshop on the third floor working on his newest creation.  In his own mind he'd been calling it the 'oathstone' and thought it might create a whole new market for magical items.  The sale of the easy cleaning trinkets had slowed down a bit.  When they'd first started spreading, there had been a rush, a demand, and there had been so many back orders that it had taken Alex and he months to catch up and create and deliver the items to the interested parties.  The ability to craft the rather simple magical web into nearly any broach, charm, or necklace, meant that women could wear the charms however they chose.  Since fashion tended to see women wearing a wide variety of jewelry, there may be a dozen women at any given ball wearing the charms crafted by Alex or Tehr, and no one would know.  Well, at least not without using magical detection and a rather rude inspection of any magical items the lady was wearing.  But that just wasn't done in polite society.  However the sale of the charms had hit a bit of a saturation point, now that they'd caught up on all the back orders, there were very few new clients requesting them, and most of the business of crafting them was in creating second, third, or more peices for men and women who already had a charm and wished to have another of a different visual style.  The upshot of all of this was that while the income flow coming in from House Ravos, who was distributing them among interested parties, had slowed slightly.  There was still income coming in, but it had slowed, thus it was important to make sure that house Wynt had a new source of income for the magical talents of Alex and himself.<br/><br/>But what most people didn't realize about crafting magical items was that it was a lot less hands on then other types of crafting.  A smith had to repeatedly strike metal during each heat.  A carpenter had to drive nail after nail till a structure was built.  A mage however spent much of the time organizing their mind to exacting precise conditions, then laying a single line of mana into an intricate pattern, before spending time examining each move he'd just made and double, triple, quadruple checking it, along with the current lattice of spellwork, before moving on.  In addition they had to prepare their minds and so silent introspection and meditation was crucial to any magical enhancement.<br/><br/>Because of this, it was why Tehr had heard the sound of metal and metal as well as raised voices out on the street, angry voices.  He stood and looked out the window in the attic workshop that looked towards the front gate.  There he saw a female royal guardsman barring a form at the gates, a green skinned form.  Even at this distance, while he didn't recognize the woman, he guessed correctly who it might be.  Waving away the miasmic fog of primal energy that floated about him, he dismissed the spell he had been slowly and carefully crafting and covered the 'oathstone' with a cloth.  Turning to Alex he nodded,<strong>"Trouble at the front gate, meet me down there?"</strong><br/><br/>Then with that he took off down the steps and reaching the balcony that looked out over the grand hall, he mentally activated his boots of springing and striding.  If there was trouble he didn't want to have to wait to take the time it would cost him to run all the way around to the grand staircase at the back of the hall.  So it was in mere moments that he was magically, and quite quickly striding up to the gates just in time to hear the end of the conversation between the royal guard and Kayna.  Immediately he tried to diffuse the situation, and in a commanding voice he loudly spoke,<strong>"Both of you, stand down!"</strong><br/><br/>To the guardswoman he nodded, watching as she lowered her blade and said,<strong>"Lahna, this woman is Kayna Bloodthorn, and while she is unknown to you, she is an ally of my house.  I thank you for your diligence, but please allow her entrance now and in the future."</strong><br/><br/>Then turning to the half orc woman, before she could think she had won the argument he said,<strong>"Kayna it is good to see you again and I welcome you to Hewthorne Hall, but you owe guardswoman Kayna an appology.  She did not know you, and certainly you would never begrudge a woman or man who was doing their duty and upholding an oath of protection."</strong><br/><br/>He crossed his arms, one slim finger tapping along side the staff that had appeared in his hand in the journey to the front gates. She could deliver the letter through the bars if she could not be so civil as to apologize to guardswoman Lahna as far as he was concerned.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>FIRST off :  I'd love to chat with you live at some point about the future plots you've mentioned as opposed to typing it here if you don't mind?<br/><br/>Second:<br/>Acrobatics roll to reduce 'falling' damage from jumping from the second story, +5 bonus for his boots.<br/><br/>Roll Result: rhev rolled: 1d20, adding 15 to the total<br/>Comment: Tehrs acrobatics roll<br/>Result: 16, <br/>Total: 31<br/><br/>http://www.d20pfsrd.com/gamemastering/environment/environmental-rules/#TOC-Falling<br/><br/>I don't know if that means he takes no damage or only 1d6 subdual, up to you.<br/><br/>Third<br/>I don't know if you need it but here's a diplomacy roll for trying to calm the two women down.<br/>Roll Result: rhev rolled: 1d20, adding 14 to the total<br/>Comment: Tehrs diplomacy<br/>Result: 7, <br/>Total: 21<br/><br/>Finally:<br/>I had to sort of guess what his stats are, as I haven't remade Tehr yet.  Did we decide what level he was, or what level I should make him at?</div></div>