Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160228221959/@comment-24701913-20160311030507

"My father." Elinnel said, "Changes his address every few months, "...gotta avoid the beasts in some way, and Kilkreath is too close to the Underkeep..." If only he knew."

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Aigren eventually made it to the workshop, and went straight to the cabinet where he kept his more recent creations. There were a few standard traps there, and a strange contraption that consisted of two fat and short poles. Of course, that wasn't what they were, he had designed it so that it could fold slide into it self so that it didn't take up too much space.

Inside the poles would be stakes that would stay secure in the ground against a lot of force. He hadn't put a lot of focus on that part of the invention and instead focused on the main use of it.

Between the two poles was a blade that could slide out to a full length of about 25 meters. The blade itself was sharp enough to effortlessly slice through wood, and could even cut some metals.

Aigren made sure that the blade had remained sharp, before strapping it to his back.

The trap, when fully set up, would easily remind somebody of a tripwire. Except that it was much bigger and was intended to inflict a deep cut on a beast's leg.