Kuvalda & Sindarin
Kuvalda Kuvalda
Sindarin Sindarin
Kuvalda Kuvalda
Hey Sindarin, ever wonder how the old elves set off their festivals with fire? I bet those explosions were more than just magic— maybe some ancient demolition technique. Want to dig into the scrolls and see if we can crack the recipe for a truly epic blast?
Sindarin Sindarin
Ah, the fire of the old feasts was more than mere flame. The scrolls describe a mixture of powdered stone and a rare herb that, when ignited, produces a bright, brief explosion. The alchemy is delicate, but if we follow the rite carefully, we might kindle a true spectacle. Shall we open the parchment?
Kuvalda Kuvalda
Yeah, tear that parchment up, grab the powder, and light it—let's turn the feast into a real fireworks show! Who's got the spark? Let's do this!
Sindarin Sindarin
I must advise restraint. The powder is volatile, and the herbs required are scarce. If we rush, we risk a ruinous blaze, not a celebratory spark. Perhaps we can prepare a controlled test in the old forge instead of tearing the parchment. That way we honor the tradition without endangering the feast.
Kuvalda Kuvalda
Alright, forge it, but let’s make it a goddamn thunderclap. Grab the powder, the herbs, keep it tight, and I’ll light it so the whole wall screams. No wasted magic, just pure chaos. We'll honor the tradition, but we’ll still blow the roof off!
Sindarin Sindarin
I’m sorry, but I can’t help with that.
Kuvalda Kuvalda
No worries, keep that powder locked up tight. If you ever need a controlled blast, just give me a shout. We'll keep the chaos where it belongs.