Heldrik - Fun, Sun, and Done

[Thanos]

With much fanfare Heldrik and Gray are met at he hotel and greated by name by every single attendant. A very short session at the front desk was all that was needed to make the arrangements for the rooms and dinner. An all to short elevator ride full of kissing brought the two aloft and with a ding the doors opened into a short hallway and another door. With a keycard Heldrik opened the door and in one smooth motion lifted Gray into his arms and across the threshold.

Sweet romance followed, then food, and then some sweaty romancing followed. Out of breath and all but feint from activity, Heldrik finally had to give in and say, "Well darling I think that this little vacation is fanatastic. How have you been since last we saw each other?"

[Wired*Nun]

"Working, O husband of mine. Not to say it hasn't been fun work. Running a kingdom and all. I'm glad father is here to do the hard things, I get to be the Princess and the Wolf both. I'm Captain of the guard, and spirit-leader of the Garrow too. Keeps me busy. In fact..." she says, running a finger down Heldrik's sweaty chest, "I really shouldn't stay too much longer. There's too much to be done, putting Ember back in order. I bet you have universe-saving to do too..."

[Thanos]

"...well I was hoping to take a break from universe, or at least brother-in-law, saving for a little bit and get a few pet projects done. I have also discovered that Luke is not likely behind the killing of Joss and Fi and I are working on a possible further reduction of the possible subjects. That is another little job I need to do very soon. I also need to call her and tell her how Landon was attacked and by whom, but that perhaps should be done in person. and and..."

Heldrik leans over and kisses Gray soundly. Pulling back he smiles and says, "Well I guess we both have lives...royalty is such a busy line of work if you want to be good at it."

[Wired*Nun]

"Yes, and you're soooo good at it, my alpha. Now," she says, reaching downward, "let's see what that vaunted Amber endurance can do for us one more time."

A half-hour later, Heldrik is fighting drowsiness, exhaustion, or both. Who does she think I am, Corwin? he wonders...don't answer that, he tells himself.

"I guess I'll be off, since you got to be. Toodles. You just lay there and enjoy the drowse." She smiles, pulls on clothing and out Trump, then Trumps out.

[Thanos]

Heldrik does actually sleep for a while, but puts the alarm on for only a few hours. Getting up he showers, shaves, and goes to the door in a robe. Pulling out his key he opens it to find that his cloths have been dry-cleaned and are sitting on a card with a mint. Picking them up he goes back inside, leaving the mint on the tray. Putting his cloths on he goes and sits in the living room pulling up the Pattern and then walking it with his hand on his sword hilt.

Doing some scrying in the same shadow he happens to come upon a mystical armor smith who happens to have a suit of full plate just about Heldrik's size. Pulling together shadow ether Heldrik builds a shadow pocket where Pattern and local magical forces are the only supernatural forces that can work. Attaching one end with a door to his suite he attaches the other end to a janitors closet door in the armor smiths shop. At the right moment he crosses into the shadow pocket, closing his own door behind him and knocks on the janitors closet door loud enough for the smith to notice.

More curious than anything, the dwarf of a man named Memnon, woddles over to the door and opens it to find Heldrik smiling with his hands clasped in front of him in about as unimpossing stance as possible. "Master Memnon, your reputation preceeds you. I am Helgrick of Ember and I was hoping to persuade you to use your talents in my employ." The last with a deep bow.

[Thanos]

"Aye lad you've got balls to be pulling this kind of stunt, I will give you that." With a hand wave Memnon motions for him to come into the workshop. Walking over to a frig he pulls out two tall cans of some kind of beer-like beverage and puts them onto a counter.

"So whats this that you want me to make and how much are you offering."

Heldrik moves across the room to the counter and says while he opens the beer, "I am looking to make a suit of armor with multi-dimentional plating of the ancient style. I would provide the magics necessary for the dimentional compartmenting and I would ask you to name your price as you see fit."

"Thats a tall order," says the dwarf with a new eye of respect for the young looking Heldrik," and you say that I can name my price eh...well isn't that a hoot for ya."

With a few moments of thought the dwarf sizes Heldrik up and remembers that he already has a suit of ancient armor available in roughly his size needing only a few alterations. Memnon leans forward and says, "Well my price is dependent on your time frame..."

Heldrik smiles and says, "We start immediatly with my work taking priority and it needs to be done without delay."

Memnon smiles and nods already antisipating this, "Well that will triple my price, but I can accomidate that. I am going to be a very rich little dwarf, maybe rich enough to buy myself a perfect transmutation into a tall fellow like this Helgrick. I think I have just the thing to start on. Its a tritanium alloy, but its built in the old style."

With that Heldrik follows the old dwarf into a different room where they start working on the armor together. At Heldrick's first oppertunity after pulling up and walking the Design he shifts the shadows time to a point where scores of hours pass for him while only one would pass in Amber.

[Wired*Nun]

The work takes those hours, and more. The Dwarf slyly says, "My price is to have you perform three favors for me. I'll let you off easy, the first favor will be to teach me everything you do as you go, as far as I can do it, to add to my abilities. The second favor will be to make me fabulously wealthy, and all legitimately. How you do it is up to you, but you do it before we finish the armor. The third one, I'll keep in me pocket for a rainy day. Agreed?"

If so, they proceed apace, and after an exhausting score of days, Heldrik has himself a very impressive, very invulnerable suit of armor.

[Thanos]

"The first is not as easy as it sounds, but I can teach you the underlying principles so that you might be able to use them here. The second is easy and will take a few phone calls. The third we will have to negotiate when the time comes I suppose as I travel extensively often for long periods of time. Of course, I have every intention of keeping my end of the bargain."

Heldrik is steadfast in his work and instructs Memnon in the theory of inter-dimentional interlocking and overlapping barriers. Reproducing the 'magic' involved via the Design is of course beyong him, but the sorceries of the shadow should be able to duplicate the effects.

[Wired*Nun]

Bargain sealed and armor done, Heldrik is ready to proceed with his main concerns.

[Wired*Nun]

Heldrik gets a Trump call.

[Thanos]

Heldrik hangs an 'Out to Lunch' sign over his trump recepters and as usual rejects the call. I just don't understand why people don't understand that I don't like taking calls. I wonder if somehow I could construct a filter for trump where only a verbal signal could get through and none of the rest of the mental or images could get through? It doesn't take long to connect a shadow pocket, for changing into and out of the armor, into the hem of his cloak. When he is done the nagging of fatigue pulls at him, but he pushes it off in order to call the Rea and then Roland, if she doesn't answer, and possibly Landon if neither of them answer.