Kaida finally set her quill down after adding in some more finer tuned details and decor for the blade she planned to forge and approached the forge, picking up a pair of tongs to retrieve the mould from inside of the roaring furnace and setting it aside on the nearby anvil to cool.

After pinning up her design onto the small wooden post that helped keep the roof sheltering the forge from the elements up, Kaida sits her rump down in the snow, her book on runewriting in hand as she flips through a couple of pages, studying the different letterings and techniques used in infusing mana into the letters.

"So if i use a stencil and infuse me magic in 'ere...Ya, that might work.." This work meant a lot to Kaida, if she could manage to make enchanted weapons and armour, she could also possibly make a new arm for Naoto!

Every now and again she glanced up to check on the mold to see if it had hardened up enough to be smithed with. An hour passed until she was finally able to do so as she tosses the book aside and flips the mould over, letting the bar of metal fall onto the anvil with a loud "CLONK".

Grabbing her tongs and hammer, she holds the bar of steel steady on the anvil as the hammer comes crashing down, flattening out the bar as she begins to pound away at the steel, straightening out the steel into a long, thick sheet.

Soon, she pounds away at the edges to give the blade its sharpened edge to slash at its wielders opponents and then she works down the head of the blade into a pointy tip to impale foes.

Kaida wipes her brow before sticking the proto-blade into the furnace, heating it up again until the metal was malleable. Setting the blade down again, Kaida picks out a stencil and focuses on the length of her blade.

(Roll capacity for mana spent on each rune (10 total))

(Rolled 9/96)

Concentrating on the piping hot blade, the Drakanite brings the stencil down, caaarefully drawing a strange symbol into the blade's length as her mana began to circulate from her body, into the stencil and infuse itself into the symbol as a faint, ice blue glow sparked to life within the symbol as Kaida begins to draw a few more, sweat pouring down her face now and panting from the exhaustion of her mana. The elderly Ice drak almost finds herself collapsing after finishing the last of the runes as her legs give way and she rests heavily onto the anvil.

Through blood,s weat and tears, she had always prevailed and she would do so again as she struggles to lift up the blade and plunge the proto blade into a barell of chilling water, an angry hiss and steam rising from the barell as boiling hot metal meets water.

"HEh...I did it.."

(Kaida Blackburn)