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Con_Stripes · #1 (**permalink**) 04-15-2010, 12:08 AM

This is where new Galleons, Sickles and Knuts are minted and marked with the serial number of the goblin who made them. The room is at the end of a long corridor leading from the main hall, with old coins displayed in protected glass cases. It is hot within the room, that would be because of the furnace where the goblins make the molten metal used for coin making.

The mills and presses are all manned by Goblins, though the repairs to the mills and presses are done by witches and wizards. As are the deliveries of the raw metals, most of which were recovered by cursebreakers or traded for the riches that the cursebreakers did discover.

There is a viewing area, a small and secure room overlooking the Goblin Mint where processes can be observed. This is not a public area and an escort is necessary to reach this part of the bank.

OOC: While you are allowed to roleplay here, please be sure your character has official business and has entered the bank through the entrance way and main hall. It is best not to post here without your character being invited to do so.

Tommehbell · 07-15-2011, 02:35 PM

Brazil hated going down to the mints. It was so hot in there it just sapped all her energy and worse it wrecked havoc on her hair. And she wasn't an apt hand at repairing her hair.

But she had a bag full of gold and silver that needed to be dropped off and she couldn't find that silly intern to do it for her. Brazil sighed as she floated the heavy bag of gold in front of her down the stairs toward the mint.

She waved at the few people who called out her name and she ran her hand down the door to the mint. the door melted away and into the inferno she went.

BanaBatGirl · 09-23-2011, 04:56 AM

Effort didn't even begin to describe the difficulties Fletcher had in getting to this part of Gringotts. First of all, he was sweating buckets. Secondly, the goblins were giving him death glares, and thirdly, he had had to try exactly 97 keys before finding the right one that opened the viewing area.

"Phewwwwww," the young curse-breaker exhaled, slumping against the glass window where he could watch the goblins hard at work. He rested his sweaty forehead on his wrist and blinked a few times.

Why had he come down here again?

*PhoenixRising* · 09-23-2011, 05:19 PM

This was the only area of the bank that Dominic had never bothered to seek out. Okay, maybe not the only area; he'd never been on the roof, but he needed his broomstick for that. Or maybe Bunny would let him take a ride on her. But actually, it wasn't really curiosity for the new money that made him head down this way. Rather there was a fellow, who couldn't be more than a couple years younger than him, who seemed ... on a mission. Dominic wanted to know what that mission was. What was so interesting down here?

Oh. And who the guy was?

Besides, he needed a break from crunching numbers.

"Excuse me?" the young stock and trade broker called, crossing his arms across his chest. "Can I see some identification please?" Not that he was security; that was the Goblin's job. But at least it was a lame excuse to find out this guy's name. Maybe work out how much younger he was. If they went to Hogwarts together. The works.

BanaBatGirl · 09-23-2011, 05:46 PM

Fletcher half-turned when he saw someone sneaking in the mint after him, and then turned all the way around when the other person addressed him. He crossed his arms and stared at the guy with a puzzled expression.

"You're excused," Fletcher answered simply, fighting back a laugh at this guy's expense. "Uh, I'm Fletcher, a curse-breaker.... I kind of work here?" C'mon, who didn't know him? He'd been an intern here for like the past three years!

"Who're you?" he asked, turning the tables on the dude as he took a step closer. "Are you sure you have the proper authorization to be down here?"

*PhoenixRising* · 09-23-2011, 06:03 PM

Hey! Who gave this guy permission to give wise-crack remarks? That was supposed to be his job! Fletcher though? Hmph. Figures. Well he worked in a different area of the bank, so he guessed it was alright for him not to have known him.

"I have authorization." Denton replied. "Denton. Dominic Denton. I work in the stock and trading offices." Seriously. Was he trying to implicate that he didn't have permission down there?

BanaBatGirl · 09-23-2011, 06:17 PM

"Denton," Fletcher repeated slowly, giving the guy a once-over. Huh. He was a stock broker, eh? Figures. Now the suit made sense. "You're lucky I'm a trusting guy," he informed Mr. Denton before turning his attention back to watching the goblins work.

"I was supposed to come down here and collect a few of the older coins... something about needing to make a comparison with forgeries." Fletcher sighed. "But I really don't want to go in that steam room..." Ugh. It was worse than Brazil down here.

Tommehbell · 10-04-2011, 03:02 PM

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Originally Posted by PhoenixRising

Hey! Who gave this guy permission to give wise-crack remarks? That was supposed to be his job! Fletcher though? Hmph. Figures. Well he worked in a different area of the bank, so he guessed it was alright for him not to have known him.

"I have authorization." Denton replied. "Denton. Dominic Denton. I work in the stock and trading offices." Seriously. Was he trying to implicate that he didn't have permission down there?

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

"Denton," Fletcher repeated slowly, giving the guy a once-over. Huh. He was a stock broker, eh? Figures. Now the suit made sense. "You're lucky I'm a trusting guy," he informed Mr. Denton before turning his attention back to watching the goblins work.

"I was supposed to come down here and collect a few of the older coins... something about needing to make a comparison with forgeries." Fletcher sighed. "But I really don't want to go in that steam room..." Ugh. It was worse than Brazil down here.

First day of work and she had to waddle down to the mint to drop off some cursed gold.

It was safe to say Paris was not in a good mood, and her clicking heels sent wizards and witches scurrying out of her way.

She had to stop at the top of the stairs and catch her breath, her mom told her there would be days like this but still she was surprised at how quickly she got tired. But she fixed her face and pressed on.

Paris made it to the bottom of the stairs and had to stop and listen to a pair of boys bicker over who was supposed to be where. "Well if you two backstreet boys don't mind can we get some work done today?" she asked looking them both up and down. "So where are we supposed to drop off this?" she held up the ropes of gold in her hand.

BanaBatGirl · 10-12-2011, 02:23 AM

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Originally Posted by Tommehbell

First day of work and she had to waddle down to the mint to drop off some cursed gold.

It was safe to say Paris was not in a good mood, and her clicking heels sent wizards and witches scurrying out of her way.

She had to stop at the top of the stairs and catch her breath, her mom told her there would be days like this but still she was surprised at how quickly she got tired. But she fixed her face and pressed on.

Paris made it to the bottom of the stairs and had to stop and listen to a pair of boys bicker over who was supposed to be where. "Well if you two backstreet boys don't mind can we get some work done today?" she asked looking them both up and down. "So where are we supposed to drop off this?" she held up the ropes of gold in her hand.

Fletcher turned away from staring at Dominic Denton upon hearing the sound of clicking heels and the person wearing them. Oh hmm? Who was this? She was rather.... round, wasn't she.

"Er," Fletcher scratched the back of his neck. "Upstairs?" Good guess, good guess. "I was about to head back too," he added. "Would you like me to carry that for you?" Pregnant women weren't supposed to do heavy lifting, right?

Tommehbell · 10-12-2011, 09:53 PM

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Fletcher turned away from staring at Dominic Denton upon hearing the sound of clicking heels and the person wearing them. Oh hmm? Who was this? She was rather.... round, wasn't she.

"Er," Fletcher scratched the back of his neck. "Upstairs?" Good guess, good guess. "I was about to head back too," he added. "Would you like me to carry that for you?" Pregnant women weren't supposed to do heavy lifting, right?

Paris put her hands on her hips while the boy took a good look at her. "Never seen a pregnant woman in heels before eh?" she asked with a smirk. Well she was looking pretty good today. So she didn't blame him for looking.

She pursed her lips. "I thought I had to bring it down here." And it was a wasted trip. And getting around these days wasn't as easy as it was a few months ago. "Oh aren't you a gentlemen." Paris handed over the ropes of gold in her hand and hooked her arm through his. "Lead the way." she smiled.

BanaBatGirl · 11-04-2011, 04:14 AM

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Paris put her hands on her hips while the boy took a good look at her. "Never seen a pregnant woman in heels before eh?" she asked with a smirk. Well she was looking pretty good today. So she didn't blame him for looking.

She pursed her lips. "I thought I had to bring it down here." And it was a wasted trip. And getting around these days wasn't as easy as it was a few months ago. "Oh aren't you a gentlemen." Paris handed over the ropes of gold in her hand and hooked her arm through his. "Lead the way." she smiled.

Fletcher... yeah hadn't seen a big pregnant woman strutting around in high heels before. "Can't say I have, ma'am," he answered politely, shaking his head and exchanging a wry grin with Denton. Not that he minded looking, since she DID still have some pizazz, baby or not.

But whatevs. The manboy really had no idea where the ropes of gold went but if they had to bring them back down here then he would happily take the trip for her. "Onwards and upwards!" Fletcher grinned, looping the gold around one arm as he escorted the lady back to curse-breaker headquarters.

"What's your name, if you don't mind my asking? You do look vaguely familiar..."

Tommehbell · 11-06-2011, 07:04 PM

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Fletcher... yeah hadn't seen a big pregnant woman strutting around in high heels before. "Can't say I have, ma'am," he answered politely, shaking his head and exchanging a wry grin with Denton. Not that he minded looking, since she DID still have some pizazz, baby or not.

But whatevs. The manboy really had no idea where the ropes of gold went but if they had to bring them back down here then he would happily take the trip for her. "Onwards and upwards!" Fletcher grinned, looping the gold around one arm as he escorted the lady back to curse-breaker headquarters.

"What's your name, if you don't mind my asking? You do look vaguely familiar..."

Paris grinned, "Well there is a first time for everything." she turned around so he could get the full effect of her outfit. She was wearing a pure white pantsuit with a crimson blouse peeking through the top of the fitted white military jacket. She had had it tailor made to fit around her belly. Her apple red heels stood out like rubies. She winked at him when she made a full circle.

He was cute in a younger brother sort of way. She let him lead her as she leaned against him. "Paris Greenwood." she told him. Of course she looked familiar. Well he didn't look the sort to follow the socialite scene, but he didn't look like a Hogwarts kid. "I might have been a seventh year when you were a first or second year. I was in Slytherin." She told him as they headed up the stairs.

BanaBatGirl · 11-06-2011, 09:39 PM

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Originally Posted by Tommehbell

Paris grinned, "Well there is a first time for everything." she turned around so he could get the full effect of her outfit. She was wearing a pure white pantsuit with a crimson blouse peeking through the top of the fitted white military jacket. She had had it tailor made to fit around her belly. Her apple red heels stood out like rubies. She winked at him when she made a full circle.

He was cute in a younger brother sort of way. She let him lead her as she leaned against him. "Paris Greenwood." she told him. Of course she looked familiar. Well he didn't look the sort to follow the socialite scene, but he didn't look like a Hogwarts kid. "I might have been a seventh year when you were a first or second year. I was in Slytherin." She told him as they headed up the stairs.

She did have a nice sense of style, not that Fletcher knew anything about that at all. He nodded politely, however, rather impressed that a pregnant woman could wear such bright, high heels, and helped her out of the goblin mint area.

"I'm Fletcher, just Fletcher," he introduced himself kindly. "I didn't go to Hogwarts my first few years, but I was a Hufflepuff. AND the winning Triwizard Tournament Champion." He puffed his chest up a bit at that.

No big deal, you know, but he was totes awesome.

Tommehbell · 12-06-2011, 10:38 PM

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She did have a nice sense of style, not that Fletcher knew anything about that at all. He nodded politely, however, rather impressed that a pregnant woman could wear such bright, high heels, and helped her out of the goblin mint area.

"I'm Fletcher, just Fletcher," he introduced himself kindly. "I didn't go to Hogwarts my first few years, but I was a Hufflepuff. AND the winning Triwizard Tournament Champion." He puffed his chest up a bit at that.

No big deal, you know, but he was totes awesome.

Paris let him admire her ensamble for a few more minutes. Nothing like a good once over from an impressionable young man to boost one's ego. Though the ego of Paris Greenwood did not need boosting.

Paris looked mighty impressed that he was a triwizard champ. "Well aren't you just a treasure trove of manliness." she purred. She had to swallow back the giggle as he puffed his chest out. How cute. "So just Fletcher how long have you been working here?" she asked as they left the mint.

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