Golem Delivery

[*Rainrix]

Looking rather tired, messy, and exhausted looking Rainrix entered the Foundry followed by four lumbering iron golems. Glancing around he spots a nearby guard and shows them his badge that reveals he is a Namer for the Believers of the Source.

"Eh... Got a delivery for you guys. I was told that iron golems were needed... So..." Rainrix points back to the four iron golems stood in a perfect row "...Figured these would be of use. Any specific person about I should hand these control devices to?"

Rainrix then pulls out a small cloth and wipes at his face, which has smudges of oil on it.

[*Rainrix]

One cycle later, Rainrix appears at the Foundry again. This time with two iron golems behind him. He almost appears like he hasn't slept since his last visit, scruffy and messy, a bit paler than his usual pale somehow.

"Eh!" Glances around for a nearby guard or official, flashing his faction badge at them. "Got another delivery for you, only two iron golems this time but still! It all helps right? That's six in total now!"

He grins widely, wobbles a little on his feet, and barely holds back a large yawn.

[*Hydra]

Kala would make sure the golems are assigned to a few key strategic point within the Godsmen installations so the remain as discreet as their size allow them to be, clearly following the recommendations of the Factol.

[*Rainrix]

Another cycle, more work to do. Rainrix actually starts working in the foundry this time... in the very early hours of the cycle. After a long day of hard work he finally steps back to appreciate the results. Four new iron golems stand in a row ready for orders.

"Eh... Well four more of you guys... Heh." He looks for the nearest official and explains that these four new golems are also for the faction.

Pleased with himself that this brings his total up to ten iron golems, he then turns his attention to a supply of lead and a block of stone larger than a human. A side project he's working on... It's always good to try building something a little different.

[*Rainrix]

Not too long after the events of a masquerade party Rainrix arrives at the foundry with many materials and in a rather upbeat mood. After a short while of hard and inspired work he finishes off another two iron golems, making sure they looked perfect. With a large smile he notifies the nearest official that these two golems are the last two ones for the current requested order.

With almost a spring in his step he leaves the foundry, munching on the last of some 'liberated' party food items from a bag.