Completed [Painted Sky Jewelry] Creating New From The Old

Kelski finally unpacks her workshop and gets everything in good working order.

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While Sylira is by far the most civilized region of Mizahar, countless surprises and encounters await the traveler in its rural wilderness. Called the Wildlands, Syliran's wilderness is comprised of gradual rolling hills in the south that become deep wilderness in the north. Ruins abound throughout the wildlands, and only the well-marked roads are safe.

[Painted Sky Jewelry] Creating New From The Old

Postby Kelski on July 30th, 2019, 3:22 am

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Timestamp: 20th of Summer, 519 A.V.


The Tower was a godsend. Kelski didn’t know who the people were that built it or why it was left so abruptly unattended. But it was definitely something their organization needed for shelter and more importantly it was something they needed to set up The Gem with something of a home. Mercy and Ember as well as a few people that had turned up on her shores after the fact set up to help with a sort of bucket brigade and an army of mops, rags, and soap. They started on the lowest floor with Mercy calling directions.

“Let’s start at the top of the ceiling. We need to knock down all the cobwebs, haul out everything that is too rotten or too far gone to salvage… no lets just haul everything out even the tapestries on the wall… and once we get the cobwebs down, we’ll need to scrub the ceiling, walls, and floor for all its worth. I can tell they used rushes in here at one time. But that’s such an archaic practice that encourages mice and bugs that we’ll need a weaver or something to weave us some rugs and tapestries instead. Got that Kelski? We need to hire a weaver.” She emphasized, certain that would be useful.

Kelski nodded, then bade everyone to step back. She lifted her arms, called on her djed, and let it flow up from her well. She breathed out the substance, transmuting it to res as she did so in order to form the clear mist that was filled with blue and purple sparkles. The Sea Eagle threw her hands wide, commanded the djed, transmuted it, then commanded the transmuted res and ordered the winds to rise, up and up higher and higher until a miniature hurricane raged on the ceiling, neatly swiping off the cobwebs and scouring the ceiling clean.

Kelski kept an iron control on the little storm, letting it swirl around the room like the giant underside of a mop reversed onto the ceiling. Then she moved it across the walls, lingering on the tall narrow windows at the top of the rooms that allowed only minimal light in.

The Kelvic kept her arms up, directing the wind, as if conducting a symphony. She laughed a little at the swirling debris of dust covered cobwebs, miscellaneous spiders, and some old bird nests that only the Gods knew how they got up there. With the doors thrown wide, she was more than able to direct the mess outside to be carried away on the real breeze. Once that was done, the women got together with their buckets and went to work washing every square inch of the ground floor.

Kelski left the ladies to it, moving upwards another floor, throwing bigger grander windows of stained glass open in order to cast the minor windstorm and do the same dust and cobweb removal she’d done for the ground floor. The Reimancy came easier this time, her magic knowing what to do when she tapped her well and pulled djed from her core.

Kelski braced her legs, took a firm stance, and threw out res with her own two hands, as if she were embracing the room. The wind picked up immediately, diligently, and swept across the ceiling like it had a mind of its own. Kelski’s hair whipped around her as the dust dervish cleaned, giving her a chance to walk to one of the huge stained-glass windows so she could throw it wide. When the dervish was done, the room was dust free – and it was far more efficient than laying hands on all surfaces.
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[Painted Sky Jewelry] Creating New From The Old

Postby Kelski on July 30th, 2019, 3:25 am

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Kelski moved steadily upwards, cleaning the next floor and finally the top floor, opening the balcony windows and letting decades of dust and dirt – even leaves and debris long rotted past recognition to fly out. Once the top floor was done and free of dust, a knock on the stairway door followed her.

She turned and seemed surprised the door was closed. It wasn’t. Instead, a host of their new companions – people who had flocked to their cause – were standing there holding crate after crate of equipment. Ebon was in the lead, carrying her lap wheel grinder in one arm while helping haul a table with the other. The Kelvic was so strong, so dedicated to making sure this venture worked. She beckoned them in and a small crowd came forward, all bearing burdens of crates and tables and even her work bench hauled between two of them. Someone even sat down her stool.

The Sea Eagle couldn’t help but smile her thanks.

Kelski knew she’d live here a while, probably longer than she wanted too with having dreams of building a manor estate. The tower was a start though, and a place to plant her daughter’s awareness. But her workshop at least would be close and she could keep working to support the new guild. As more crates were brought up, Kelski slowly unpacked her workshop – all of it – recreating what she’d had on the ground floor of the Midnight Gem on the top floor of the Empyreal Demesne’s tower. It was a lofty place, and once the windows were all thrown wide, she actually loved it. Circular, with a three hundred and sixty-five-degree view of the Demesne, Kelski felt very at home there.

She lovingly moved her tables around until they suited her needs, setting up her lap wheels and lathes on the benches they belonged too carefully. She set up her jeweler’s bench in front of a bank of windows that overlooked the sea on one end in a way that looked over towards Gilthas’ new place. Fresh air drifted through the tower and colored light spilled all over the floor various places.

The workers came in waves, first hauling up all her shop items. But later they brought her bed, nightstands, wardrobes, and all the furniture she’d enjoyed at her old home. They even brought her desk out, setting it up and making it presentable with its matching chair. Kelski had plenty of room to arrange both a work space and a sleeping place. She even had enough room to arrange an office area.

Across one space to denote sleeping from working, Kelski arranged the wardrobes. Then she backed them with work benches. They provided neat movable walls she could carefully start sorting out her tools and hanging them in convenient rows that were easy for her to grab. Truthfully, Kelski wasn’t sure how to arrange things until all the furniture appeared and things like the bed were assembled. Once the army of helpers had done that, Kelski pulled out chalk from her workbench storage and began to chalk in where she wanted walls built. It took her almost no time to divide up her workshop into work areas, sleeping areas, and a living room and study area. There was no bathing chamber, but then the tower didn’t lend itself to such things easily.


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[Painted Sky Jewelry] Creating New From The Old

Postby Kelski on July 30th, 2019, 3:26 am

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The first and most important part of her workshop was a vault. Her backpack held an enormous number of gemstones and jewelry store stock; the whole shop’s worth in fact. She chalked that line in and stopped the next person heading down the stairs to go fetch the new stone mason so she could talk to him about the situation.

Toni put in an appearance shortly thereafter and after discussing with him the needs for a walled off section and a heavy door with a big lock – a lock she had from her other shop – he nodded and got to work hauling brick up and framing in a wall for her vault. While he was doing that, Kelski moved in large locking cabinets that had thin velvet lined drawers she could arrange her gemstones into. Kelski slowly began to unpack her backpack stockroom, sorting gemstones by type then by cut until she had her vault cabinets reasonably arranged where she could get to her materials.

Next came her gold, silver, copper, bronze, and other assorted ingots. There were racking’s that Kelski had to carefully assemble from the floor to well above her head that would hold such things. The racks were made of heavy wood that fit together like a jigsaw puzzle with dove-tail ends that a rubber mallet greatly assisted in banging into place.

The Kelvic was the one that had taken apart the shelves, and now she was glad she had. She would have never gotten them fit back together properly if she hadn’t been the one to disassemble them. Once the shelves were up and anchored into the walls with a help of some thick anchor bolts Toni assisted with, Kelski was able to unload her bricks and ingots from her backpack as well. She kept an eye on Toni as she worked, uncertain of his character since he was a new recruit to the guild. The Iyvess had just emerged from the water one day, a bag in hand, and had surveyed the comings and goings and had set up camp among them.

Kelski normally would have found such things odd, but when questioned, the Iyvess had simply said “Laviku sent me.” The Kelvic had no argument for that one. How often had Akajia needed her for something? Toni turned out to be some sort of banded sea krait, highly venomous but very gentle in nature snake. He loved working with his hands and was an amazing carpenter and stone mason. He’d been gentle with the animals, and had fit into the group very easily with a calm cheerful nature that was quick to smile. Kelski had very little experiences with Dhani in general, but the one thing she did notice was that he had amazing strength.

He hauled up reclaimed unused bricks they’d found in the basement of the tower and used them along with mortar from a secret recipe he’d mixed out of common things found in and around the Demesne. Then he’d bricked in the vault wall, leaving room for a heavy door, and looked around noting her other makeshift walls.

“We could put proper walls in here, Kelski. At least enough to keep the gem dust from your work out of your living areas. I can even do simple brickwork that you can Reimancy later if that was your plan.” He added, looking thoughtful. “There’s the remains of a stone wall very close. I could use that material to give you walls.” He said, nodding to himself and setting off to get that done.
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[Painted Sky Jewelry] Creating New From The Old

Postby Kelski on July 30th, 2019, 3:27 am

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Kelski was eternally grateful. Walls would help tremendously. She had fully expected to have everything dust covered and having to be maintained as she worked. Brushing off her hands, ignoring Toni’s comings and goings after that, Kelski continued working. Now that she had the workshop arranged the way she wanted it, it was time to test all the equipment out and clean and oil everything thoroughly to make sure the sea passage hadn’t damaged it. Kelski had to retreat down to the ground floor, find the supplies in the pavilion, and returned with a small oil can and clean rags.

Then, she carefully cleaned and oiled all her lap wheels, checked their usage to make sure they were working properly, and carefully made sure the gears were lubricated. She unpacked all her various wheels that fit on the lap wheel, and set up their rack behind the bench with the wheel and hung them in their places. Then she checked all her cutters and fetched her buffers and repeated that process as well. Once all those items were laid out, she returned to her anvil, set it up at her proper height, then re-clamped her vice on its bench in the position where it belonged. She’d kept its bolts with the vice in a small canvas bag tired to it… which made everything easy.

Then and only then did she walk to the wall she decided would be her forge – a choice because it also contained a chimney – and chalked out the outlines of a new bigger jewelry forge than she’d had in Sunberth. By then Toni was done bricking in the vault wall and had carried a bunch of the reclaimed stone wall material up to the fourth-floor tower chamber to start working on Kelski’s inner walls. She stopped him of course, brought him over to where she wanted her forge, and asked him nicely if it could be a priority. He left to mix up more mortar and was back again and laying stone before she actually missed him.

As a final touch, Kelski wrestled her forge hood up to the fourth floor, hung it, and then carried the fuel bins up to rest beside the forge. Once that was done, she hauled bucket after bucket of coal and armload after armload of firewood up to fill the bins so she would have fuel at the ready when she finally did fire up her forge.

The forge itself had its own set of tools that went with it. They hung on special racks. And again, Kelski had to assemble the racks as Toni worked on the forge stone, mortaring it together. These racks were more simply designed than her ingot racks. They had fasteners that interlocked, forming an almost stand-like metal setup that held her tongs, crucibles, and various metal components that she used in and around the forge. A spare bellows also hung on the back in case the operational one took any wear or damage.

Each tool Kelski took out, she thoroughly inspected after the trip and hung only after it had been thoroughly cleaned. Being a jeweler, she even polished some of them, the ones that were looking old or in danger of being taken by rust after making the trip in the damp ship. Once polished, they were well oiled, and displayed proudly.
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[Painted Sky Jewelry] Creating New From The Old

Postby Kelski on July 30th, 2019, 3:29 am

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She watched Toni’s progress carefully, and when the forge was the proper height and girth for her frame, she nodded to him to cap the stones and form the firing pit out of the ceramic kiln tiles she’d brought for that purpose. Those she helped him assemble, slathering mortar on the back and lining the firepot. Her forge was much like any other forge only on a smaller scale. It had a forward hearth, a firepot for burning coke, and a back side coal loader that she could also load with wood for cooler firing.

The firepot was grated so that the coke would fall through when it was expended and turned to ash. The whole process of taking coal, transforming it to coke, and then firing the coke to heat her metal was fascinating and only worked if moving air facilitated the heat. That’s where her bellows came in. Her hood captured the smoke, and vented it out the roof keeping her workshop both ash and smoke free as she ran the forge. It was also an amazing source of heat and would be ran probably night and day to warm the tower in the winter if The Gem could not keep up.

When Toni finished, he said he was going to go grab a bite to eat and then come back with her door and hang it on the vault. With that, her shop was completely set up – if open to the rest of her chamber – and ready for business. Kelski was reluctant to call the laboratory The Midnight Gem. To her, The Gem was her daughter and a living thing now… not just a jewelry store. And even though The Gem’s awareness infused the tower, she felt like the new business needed a new name. But what?

Kelski stepped out onto the balcony that had a small stair that lead to the top of the tower. She walked up the stair, smiled as she came out on the top of the tower which was surrounded by a decent stone battlement greeted her. She walked over to the edge, leaned against the smooth tooth-like stone, and looked thoughtfully over the sea. The sun was setting and painting the sky a vibrant wash of red, purple, orange, pink and blue. The sight made Kelski sigh in pleasure. She should take a flight.

She’d named the Empyreal Demesne after its painted sky. And as she stared out over the sunset, she decided she’d name her business in a similar fashion.

“Painted Sky Jewelry.” She muttered to herself. The Gem, still awakening from her new infusion in the tower, rumbled a happy albeit sleepy agreement in the back of Kelski’s mind. Pleased by her decision, Kelski decided she needed some sort of painted sign down by the beach to finish it up.

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[Painted Sky Jewelry] Creating New From The Old

Postby Kelski on August 12th, 2019, 8:39 pm

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Kelski

Reimancy +1, Cleaning +3, Interior Design +3, Architecture +2, Body Building +2, Organization +5, Leadership +4, Construction +2

Interior Design: Laying Out A Floor Plan, Construction: Designing A Forge, Construction: Designing a Vault, Interior Design: Setting Up A Jewelry Shop & Living Quarters
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