The Mountainous Pipe Maker
Jul 2, 2021 14:08:35 GMT -5
fadingdaylight, sperrytops, and 6 more like this
Post by Hand of Glory on Jul 2, 2021 14:08:35 GMT -5
You pull the collar of your jacket close to keep warm against the cold sea air as you walk along coast and crag. You scan the craggy cliffs with rapt attention, and finally you see it. The flat barn door sized depression against the rock you've spent so much time searching for. To most, it wouldn't call for a second glance, but you aren't most are you. Walking towards it, almost at a jog in your excitement, your hands sweat knowing what lies ahead. Once in front of the smooth rocky depression it is realized that the area is not smooth at all, but made of extremely tight packed and large stone blocks.
Reaching into your pocket you retrieve the soapstone sitting within. Starting at the low left corner of the depression, you draw an arc reaching above your head and ending at the lower right hand corner. Placing the soapstone back in your pocket you fish out the piece of agate you brought along with it. With the agate you etch the rune you've practiced so many times, the agate acting like a hot knife on butter against the stone. Eyes watering and beginning to blur you look away for just a moment to wipe them. When your gaze returns to the wall there now sits a hallway the size of the arc, at the end of the dark hallway is a heavy wooden door with a simple pictograph of a pipe carved into it and a massive twisted iron handle. Reaching for the iron handle of the door, you open it, and step through the threshold.
The room within is of modest size lit warmly with soft yellow light. Thick tobacco smoke hangs dense and heavy in the room. Every wall completely covered in pipes. Pipes of all sorts hang from the ceilings as well. So many pipes hanging from wall and ceiling one cannot discover the materials making up the wall itself! At the far end of the room sits a large counter with a giant thick wooden top. Standing behind the large counter is the largest man you have ever laid eyes on.
The man is at least 8 feet tall with jet black shoulder length hair. His face is bearded with a giant thick black beard hanging to his collarbone, his eyebrows as thick and pronounced as his massive beard. His face a deep tan and weather beaten. Hanging from his mouth is the largest pipe you have ever laid eyes on, the bowl nearly the size of a stein, the ember within as large as your fist, the obvious source of the thick smoke throughout the room. The giants hands resting on the countertop, you notice his left thumb is smooth and black like obsidian, no doubt from centuries of tamping that massive bowl with it.
While an element of fear sits within you as you stare at the giant, you remember why you are here and who he is. According to the scroll of Gaadhrlhraig the man is no mere hill giant but the greatest pipe maker known to time. So skilled and meticulous with his work that the gods conspired to allow him to perform his craft until the end of time. A god in his own right.
The giant looks you in the eye and lets out a loud and boisterous laugh. A laugh so deep that it shakes the marrow of your bones. In his booming voice the giant says "Welcome well traveled customer! Welcome! Tell me traveler what is your perfect pipe? Describe it, tell me its materials, its shape, the finish, tell me every detail and I shall carve it for you. Hurry now for I am as eager to begin the work as you are to receive it."
Reaching into your pocket you retrieve the soapstone sitting within. Starting at the low left corner of the depression, you draw an arc reaching above your head and ending at the lower right hand corner. Placing the soapstone back in your pocket you fish out the piece of agate you brought along with it. With the agate you etch the rune you've practiced so many times, the agate acting like a hot knife on butter against the stone. Eyes watering and beginning to blur you look away for just a moment to wipe them. When your gaze returns to the wall there now sits a hallway the size of the arc, at the end of the dark hallway is a heavy wooden door with a simple pictograph of a pipe carved into it and a massive twisted iron handle. Reaching for the iron handle of the door, you open it, and step through the threshold.
The room within is of modest size lit warmly with soft yellow light. Thick tobacco smoke hangs dense and heavy in the room. Every wall completely covered in pipes. Pipes of all sorts hang from the ceilings as well. So many pipes hanging from wall and ceiling one cannot discover the materials making up the wall itself! At the far end of the room sits a large counter with a giant thick wooden top. Standing behind the large counter is the largest man you have ever laid eyes on.
The man is at least 8 feet tall with jet black shoulder length hair. His face is bearded with a giant thick black beard hanging to his collarbone, his eyebrows as thick and pronounced as his massive beard. His face a deep tan and weather beaten. Hanging from his mouth is the largest pipe you have ever laid eyes on, the bowl nearly the size of a stein, the ember within as large as your fist, the obvious source of the thick smoke throughout the room. The giants hands resting on the countertop, you notice his left thumb is smooth and black like obsidian, no doubt from centuries of tamping that massive bowl with it.
While an element of fear sits within you as you stare at the giant, you remember why you are here and who he is. According to the scroll of Gaadhrlhraig the man is no mere hill giant but the greatest pipe maker known to time. So skilled and meticulous with his work that the gods conspired to allow him to perform his craft until the end of time. A god in his own right.
The giant looks you in the eye and lets out a loud and boisterous laugh. A laugh so deep that it shakes the marrow of your bones. In his booming voice the giant says "Welcome well traveled customer! Welcome! Tell me traveler what is your perfect pipe? Describe it, tell me its materials, its shape, the finish, tell me every detail and I shall carve it for you. Hurry now for I am as eager to begin the work as you are to receive it."
