Enemy of the Gods (GM)

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Other than you're wife's heart by not wedding her?"

He retorted sarcastically. Looking down at the armor he was repairing. Perhaps he was not the only one gearing up for war. That was likely a very good thing.

"Nothing, yet. Here for a pickup. I was told you've got a mace for me. Or did you misplace it?"

A small jab about the missing weapons. But only a small one.

[Mr. Kaar]

John would rub the back of his head.

"Yeah, not misplaced I melted it down to raw materials cause I didn't like it."

John would let that sit.

"But I made a new one."

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Not sure if you are being sarcastic or not."

He said with narrowed eyes. Not angry, just unsure. But either way it didn't matter. He would use the tools given to him. As he always did, he'd make it work.

"Well let's see it Hammerhead."

[Mr. Kaar]

John would rummage around his workshop for a minute before pulling a can of mace from his desk and throwing it to Mathew while chuckling before picking the thing up.

"The old Mace was made for the old Ares. The new mace is for the new Ares."

The handle was about two and a half feet of steel, the head of the mace was four ram skulls filled in with solid obsidian stone, and the skulls completely covered in metal. The four ram heads where pointed in opposing directions, and the horns where made of a soft metal... Specifically gold.

[Mathew Amtrum]

He caught the can of mace. Snorting at the sight of it and Summers being a smartass prick. He toyed with the idea of bending him over his forge and whooping his ass before the real weapon was revealed. Letting out a low whistle as he took it in his hand, feeling the weight and heft of it.

"Fine craftsmanship. Well balanced."

He gave it a few swings. It felt good in his hand. This was a good weapon.

"I'll take it. But first, you said you melted the old mace down for raw materials. Do you still have any of it remaining? If so I would ask for it as well."

He asked with a devilish grin.

[Mr. Kaar]

"Yeah let me find it."

He'd go over to a large pile of what appeared to be scraps or junk. He'd explain while he looked.

"If you hole it in your rock hand the Qi flow should be enough to push up the handle and into the mace head. From here you can control the obsidian rock one of the hardest if not the hardest materials in existence, much like you control the earth normally. I also have an assumption that the gold horns may make it easier for you to control than other metals since its one of the softest metals."

Finally he'd pull the last couple materials from about the center of the pile. He'd head over and place them on the anvil for Mathew to look over. Some bindings, an ingot of some sort of silverish metal, and exactly four rubies.

"Not to mention you hit someone with that thing that has an ability that is primarily defense, like force fields, or harder flesh, or what have you, and this mace will punch straight through it."

Mathew obtains God of War Mace.

God of War Mace: +6 Str, +6 Con
- Is made of Qi manipulable materials.
- Will negate a defense based Qi, or destroy a Qi based construct.

[Mathew Amtrum]

He let out a low whistle as Summers explained to him what his new toy did. He wished he had this bad boy earlier. It was sexy as shit. Giving it a few more test swings he would fasten it to his side. Looking down at the weapon that now hung beside him. Clasping his stone arm on Summer's shoulder he spoke to his fellow God.

"I don't say this to a lot of guys. But damn if you didn't just make me rock hard right now."

He said laughing as his own joke. Scooping up the raw materials of the previous mace.

"I suspect you will be busy after Strike's little television appearance."

[Mr. Kaar]

John would chuckle a bit at the joke. Though it'd turn into a deep sigh at the comment.

"No doubt, much more than I can handle. May need to go find those Cyclops from the myths if they are real and enlist help."

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Yeah, I don't have any leads on that. The old molds might be in Hawaii though? But they might not. And I am trying to find a trail on the old weapons. Perhaps just this once you and me can cut the shit and work this out together?"

It would be a change of pace. They had never been allies or enemies. Always just kind of there. Two independent forces.

"Because I don't know about you but it's starting to feel like we need all hands on deck."

[Mr. Kaar]

John was caught off guard from the sudden truce aspect of the conversation. Though he couldn't argue the point.

"Alright, whats the current plan? Trip to Hawaii, or what?"

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Well honestly that depends. Is it better to find the molds. The creators. Or the weapons themselves?"

The molds would let them produce more weapons and in greater numbers. The creators could help them make better weapons and tools. Finding the weapons themselves would keep them out of the hands of potential enemies who would use it against them.

"Ideally all three. But if we don't focus our search we will likely have all three slip through our fingers. But you are the forge master. What do you feel is the best course for arming the Gods?"

He wouldn't blindly listen to Summers. But he wanted his thoughts. Two heads were better than one, and he didn't have a lot of solid leads.

[Mr. Kaar]

"If my understanding of mythology is correct, we want the Cyclops. They made the weapons, so its safe to say they made the molds. If anything they have been perfecting their craft long enough since then to have new tricks, just as I keep getting better, there doesn't seem to be a point where we are just perfect at this kind of thing... Your right though, Ideally we get all three. I'd settle with just the Cyclops. If anything the Cyclops would know how to defend against the things they created."

Summers would shrug after that.

"If the molds are in Hawaii... Or even if they aren't there might be clues as to why, when, how, or where they moved to. As a craftsman, I wouldn't go too far from my anvil, molds, and forge. If I had to guess, find the molds, find the Cyclops."

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Then perhaps we should pack our bags. We might get lucky. But there is one thing I should warn you about. If I leave the area I must keep Sean Barker with me."

Might be a deal breaker. Might not though given his loyalties.

"But I suppose that won't be a problem with you since him and Asiv were so buddy buddy?"

He eyed John watching his reaction.

[Mr. Kaar]

John would scratch the back of his head again.

"I'll get my things... Contrary to popular belief, I wasn't an experiment. The white hair I hide under this red dye came from my addiction to Brimstone. Asiv gave it to me on trust from Barker, and I got screwed on that deal. Shit happens. I haven't been involved with anything between Asiv and Barker since. No harm no foul on my end."

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Yeah I didn't remember seeing you at the facility. Well that's probably good news. Means we can have a nice vacation like three really cool heterosexual dudes. Without feeling like we are all going to kill each other."

He still had shit he needed to do though.

"Be ready in a few days? I need to make sure everything is in order for my departure."