OOC: Please only join if your character is capable of forging weapons.
Dar entered the dark room. This was the bad part of town, and even he felt a slight relief as he stepped off the streets. It was common to get mugged, murdered, or mutilated here. Of course, Dar was hoping someone would attack him. It would give him a justifiable reason to kill them in self defense. Still, there was something unnerving about this part of town, something unnatural.
He had brought his massive, extremely heavy claymore with him, strapped to his back with a shoulder sheath. The sword had served him well, but there were times when it was inconvenient. It required his powers being active to wield, and there were times when it would be better to fight without his powers. At those times, he needed a weapon he could still fight with. Having a weapon being invincible was all well and good, but there weren't too many times someone would actually be able to break a normal sword, especially one as sturdy as a claymore.
And that was why he was here.
"I've heard you forge good weapons. I'd like to see for myself."