@ogmera5: A blacksmith in a leather apron stands in an empty dark quarry beside an oversized iron-banded rocket. He touches a flaming rod to the fuse, and red sparks and smoke pour out as the rocket shudders. The camera follows it up the quarry wall and into the sky until it fades to a point. After a long delay it bursts, and orange embers slowly outline a giant roaring lion's head that holds above the cliffs.