10th of Cylus 722
Following the consequence in this thread...
Lorogh had decided to wait before assembling the heavy crossbow. The celebration where he'd present it to Sergeant wouldn't be for another few trials. Besides, he wasn't entirely happy with the woodwork, and wanted to check the fit of all the pieces again, and maybe consult a more skilled craftsman as to how best to reduce the material without creating 'rattling' malfixtures. The next day he awoke, and took the stairs down from his sleeping area to the large workshop where all of his mechanical magic took place. He smiled as he saw the pieces all organized and set in their places. But then he frowned. Something was a little off. He looked at the alchemically strengthened bow limbs. While they appeared still to maintain the surface strength and tension of steel, small degradations had begun to form along the surface and edges. It almost looked like, rust, but when he smelled the limbs, they appeared to have contracted some form of strange mold.
He decided to test their flexibility again, just to be sure that their integrity wasn't compromised. Sure enough, when he bent each one forty-five degrees, they bent, but didn't return to true, and even had formed stress-lines at the point where they flexed. In short, they were useless to him now.
Well that was a disappointment, but far from demoralizing the cadouri, he saw this as an opportunity to improve upon his processes.
He took his alchemical journal off of the shelf, and with a piece of graphite began brain-storming what might've gone wrong there. His process of immersion in a solution had worked to temporarily transfer steel's toughness and pliability to the bamboo limb, but apparently that moisture had caused it to form a sort of rust-like residue that weakened the limb. Even as he wrote down his findings, he noticed the gray mold-like substance stretch across the laminated bamboo's surface. It would definitely be of no use to him now, at least not as a crossbow component. But he did hold out hope that he might turn it into a potent alchemical reagent, perhaps. He earmarked that possibility for another day, jotting down the intention to explore the properties of the moldy, rusted bamboo.
But for now, he had to replicate the result of the last experiment, to ensure that it was indeed his process that was to blame for the dysfunction. In the meantime, it wouldn't hurt to explore other methods of alchemical transference, to see which method would prove the most beneficial toward that end.
In the moments that followed, he outlined the three potential processes that he could imagine might work. He already knew that immersion in solution would work to a point, but apparently risked some imperfections that caused the wood to degrade rapidly. Then there was the dry method, where he could apply a sort of laminate that was derived from the same solution, only without the same method of immersion. In other words, using oil rather than water. Finally, he outlined a method that was a sort of hybrid between the use of oil laminates and water solvents. He could use the steam of his solution on a limb that has been slathered with the oil laminate. This process was a little experimental, and he didn't know how safe it might be to expose himself to the solvent's steam. But he did have a way of dealing with that, in ensuring proper ventilation throughout his workshop. It just would make that process a little more involved, and a little less comfortable.
With these three processes outlined and detailed in his journal, he got to work on the spare bamboo slats that he had on hand, for the creation of the bow limbs.


