Astral Assemblance

Leading Toia into their new bought home, the first thing she would notice was how different it could be from the clinic. The first entrance hall was a small, more receptive room with a desk with book of addresses and some notes, and reminders as well. A shelf with a few books and a grandfather clock. Nothing that would keep them much for staying there, as Agrien led the duo into the living room, and the main one from the house too.

"Feel free to check the shelves and the cabinets for something to eat, Toia, and please don't mind my work here. Just make yourself comfortable, it's better than the old hospital for that, too. And I doubt you'll end up falling asleep, because I'll be talking and making some noise too."

Politely chuckling, Agrien said it as she moved inside, gesturing with her hand towards the kitchen as she moved herself for the main table. That was where most of the objects to be using for that sword was settled already. That wasn't Agrien's workshop by any means, but she seemed to have brought everything there so she could work more freely, even if that could mean to wake up Barca, but at least she thought not to be too much noise involved, despite what she said.

Hovering her hand over the objects on the table, she showed Toia all that she had there; which even if the other doctor was experienced with artificing could look odd, and maybe even a little otherwordly.

"This is going to be assembled into a Claymore, you know. Called Starburn, by Robin himself. He's the 'Shining Exarch' of the Order so that's quite a fitting name for the sword to be brandished by someone like him, really."

The girl looked around as if she was searching for something, until she did, and picked it.

At first, the first of those objects which she browsed was a golden hilt of a blade. It was beautiful even for someone who didn't know or didn't like swords all too much. The metal around it seemed to be actual pure gold rather than just a coat, hard and cold, with engravings from the pommel to the cross guard of the sword. By it's size, twenty centimeters or more, it looked like that was going to be a two handed sword at the very least, and probably a very big one as well, since a hilt like that would hardly be usable by a single hand.

With leather straps properly around the handler area to accomodate the grip at the sword, Agrien showed it at Toia first before she'd work her part. The upper part where the blade was going to be attached was, oddly enough, a little hollow - of course since that's where the blade would come in - and apparently made of a different material on the inside, a green and golden hard object, and apparently the metal of the grip was just placed there after the first piece was finished.

Across the guard of that hilt, there were three empty round slots on each side, possibly somewhere that Agrien was attaching something soon enough.

"So- How much do you know of swords, or blades, Toia? It's alright if you're not big into them, you know, but I can explain to you what a claymore is or what I'm doing here if you want to. I know it's not the most entertaining thing to be doing but...I'm not a very entertaining person myself." she said with a half hearted smile, as if she thought that to be actual true. "At least the grip looks nice, doesn't it?"
(Agrien Vandroy)
"The most I know about swords is the names. If I'm forced to fight, I use my body. And a knife." She was obviously a bit out of her element looking over more metallic crafts. Toia leaned her crutch up against the table as she settled into a chair to watch the ginger do her work, "After my family cast me off, I had to fight a bit to survive. They left with a poor reputation in Caelfall, so I moved down to Sudbury until the heat was off..."

Her head canted to the side in thought as she took in the materials, then suddenly pointed towards the golden hilt, "Isn't gold really soft? I mean, I know that hilts are usually wood so they can be replaced cheaply if they split... But I guess sir Robin is a noble, and a mage-knight. So he can handle the extra cost and extra weight..."
(Toia Nomiki)
A sympathetic smile was offered to the blonde doctor as she nodded softly to what she just said about her family, and sudbury itself. Not to mention the fact that she didn't fight with a sword, after all that was oddly not the most popular fighting style for most people in Osrona, as most of them were brawlers or martial artists.

"With your body? Then you're a martial artist of some kind like my sister. Maybe she can even give you a hint or two about how she fights, but her style is meant for hunting and...Hurting." she paused for a moment as if taking her time to actually choose the word to be using. "She don't fight to harm, she fight to kill. With her hands and feet, I mean. But she's a huntress, and she's more used to fighting beasts and monsters, and not people. That's why some people find her a little scary."

As she tilted the hilt a little, Toia would be able to notice the inside being really made out ofsomething different than the actual exterior, as now it became even more obvious, from the texture to the actual small golden and green glow the interior of the object had.

"You're right though. Gold is not meant to be used as a weapon or armor by any means, and most people with golden armors or sword have that just coated in it, but made out of steel or something." with a tip from her finger she touched the golden parts of the hilt, and a grin formed on her face as if she was waiting to be talking about that for quite a few moments by now.

"But this is not gold, Toia. This is Arcanium. The same Arcanium I've used to make it's blade, that we'll be taking a look at very soon. The fact it's golden is because of the metal properties of the Arcanium and how it have been tempered with the cosmic energies of Sir Queen when we were working with it."

Tilting the hilt some more, Agrien used a long looking tool with a hook in the point, introducing it to the opening on top of that hilt to peer and try to fetch any kind of impurity that could be found inside, maybe some metal dust, or something else. She needed it to be completely smooth to receive the blade with the way she was going to be attaching it, and for that, she had to test for how it would feel to the touch inside.

"You can think of Arcanium as mana. Pure mana, but made in a physical state and solidified. The raw looks of it is almost of a transparent glass, even. Which isn't bad of a comparison. When you fill a glass with, say. Blood," she paused giving Toia a knowing look. "It will look red when you look at it, right? So you can think of this as Arcanium filled with the golden mana of the celestial powers of Robin, from the Leonaus."

While she explained, Agrien motioned with her chin towards a long looking object at the table, still wrapped in a canvas to protect it from dust or anything else, as that probably was the blade she was just talking about. Still, as she worked on checking the smoothness of that slot for it, she looked over Toia again, trying to gauge and evaluate if she was boring the girl too much or not.

"Extra weight though, you're right. This is going to be a claymore, maybe a little smaller than you by a few inches if I put it vertically on the ground. So it's going to be quite heavy; I'll be really surprised if he can hold it in a single hand at all."
(Agrien Vandroy)
"He probably could string it with a single hand. Essharans are nothing if not horrifyingly strong. Agni's sword is even bigger than this. It's like a slab of iron more than a cutting blade." She leaned back in the chair and adjusted her neck brace a bit for comfort. Her body wanted to nod to acknowledge Agrien's words but that thing kept getting in the way, "I guess if I had that kind of metal, it'd turn red with my mana. Hmmmmn. It might just melt, actually. Living metal? I heard about something he was calling 'living metal' from tall, dark, and stupid a while ago. Could it have been Arcanium tempered with more fluidic, lively mana?"

"No, probably a different anomaly entirely... But he wouldn't let me stab it to study the contents of the containment crystal thingamajig it was in." She was no artificer, and never would be. Her limbs were too thing to do smith work, and she could only attune herself with visceral magicks like blood. But Toia survived this long because her ability to retain information, her creativity and wisdom rather than physical strength or magical capacity.

Even if her expression was tired, and she didn't bring about any of her trademark cheeriness, there was that certain sparkle in her eye as she was thinking of -experiments- that could be done with such a malleable material.
(Toia Nomiki)
Once the actual testing for the smoothness have been finished, Agrien would have to start with her very own strange things to be doing. Not for her, no, for that wasn't exactly strange and rather common for artificing, but since almost nobody saw her working in those things, it could come off strange.

To the side of the table, the girl opened a single pot out of many, all of them positioned in a single line. Those were more than likely composites of her own making, for the ginger also was an alchemist.

At first the smell from them would look funny. It had a mix of something organic, natural perhaps, of herbs, dirt and maybe vegetal oils, but also there was a strong scent of chemicals from it, in a good balance. As if she mixed not only natural substances to that but some more typical solutions from her own laboratory.

"Living Metal...Hm, that sounds to me like something Kirk would talk about. He have been trying to come up with an idea of making himselfa skin completely made out of metal using his own metal magic knowledge and some medical and biological applications to it." she said with a calm note, for it was really the first person to come to her mind when Toia said those things.

"In fact that's actually something you could help with if you're interested, Toia. It's more aligned to how someone's own mana and casting of spells can effect and relate itself to their physiological composition and their biological structure." that was, of course, Agrien getting herself into her wild ideas that she normally had. A nerd at the core, and a daydreamer at the heart. "With your blood magic and what you know of medicine already, maybe it's something you could assist with."

The pot she have opened and prepared was then fetched for her own use, along with a pencil and a small brush. It looked like it was some kind of glue, or something to prepare the hilt to be receiving theblade, for as soon as she started touching it with the pencil, she introduced it on the slot at the hilt, almost completely filling it with that paste-like substance of a relatively strong smell.

It was easy to make a hilt and a blade, but most people commonly forgot to properly fixate the two on a natural way that wouldn't be damaging to the object in it's own entirety. So normally, for common blades, the regular industrial glue would do. What Agrien had there with her however was a more mana-friendly version of that, made out of her own alchemical providing and mind, and the small pieces of how much being experienced in more than just one trade could help one's work.

Mixing alchemy with artificing was certainly something the ginger already learned to do from now.

"I mean. There is iron on the blood, right? Perhaps if you could teach him, or experiment with some blood magic of yours and the metal magic of his own, you could, in theory,use that metal to increase in presence and strength and then to...Maybe, attain something close to what he was looking for. Living Metal, natural metal, Blood Iron, I don't know." a smirk came as she look with an interesting gaze at the girl, as a coach pushing her in a certain direction with studies.

"If you make the discover you can really name it anything you want after all."
(Agrien Vandroy)
"Currently? Maybe it'd help, though I'm a bit interested in bones right now given," she gestured vaguely at her neck brace and crutch. "Accidents happened."

She watched Agrien work curiously, "And yeah, there's a bit of iron in blood, y'should know more than me." Her head tilted to the side as she used glue in the construction, "MMmn? Isn't the glue overkill? Well, if the hilt is made of arcanium it won't need to be removed to be replaced. I d'know much about blade smithing like this. I only know simple things. Iron things, helps me visualize them so I can transmute my blood into shapes."
(Toia Nomiki)
"Bones you say? I just happen to have a pair of gauntlets back there," she said with a movement of her chin towards the door to their right. "-That I'll be delivering to Nerin, the Ivory Exarch later tonight or tomorrow. He earned the title exactly for being a bones magi. Maybe I can introduce you both, if you're interested. He's also a doctor and a friend of mine."

As Agrien continued with the preparation, she took note of what Toia said and she smirked. It was fun to have people to talk to other than the thin air when she was working on things like that, after all, that's mostly how she worked on everything she already did up until now.

The small hint that Toia knew a thing or two was also a good one. Agrien knew how frustrating for her partner it could be to be talking about something they didn't have a full interest or knew what it was, after all; that's the reason why she almost never engaged in more deep talks about her trade with everyone. But given Toia already shown her interest, enough to be still sitting there up until now, it filled Agrien with a small joy she didn't find too often.

"You're actually right with that. Glue is a little overkill, and I normally just use this on Iron, or Steel. You know. The more typical casting and forging. Sometimes I miss using the forge, too. But now days people just want these out-of-the-charts types of weapons and armors, and I have to adapt to provide." a chuckle followed, as she continued with the introduction of the glue on that space, after all, that was just the first type of the preparation.

"But for this? You see, the interior of the hilt is not made of common metal and wood as I normally would. I know, it's strange. Hilts are commonly made of wood, in two pieces to both sides of the grip of the sword. But Robin asked for something a little more specific here.The exterior is golden Arcanium, for the protection and sealant, but inside, that's...Something else."

As she finished with the introduction of the glue, she tilted it a little so Toia could take another look. It really felt and looked like it was a whole different material in there, hollow, even, to be receiving the blade. In many ways it resembled a bone, but the color was slightly green with a tilt of a shine of gold within it. Magically enhance, probably.

"This is the fang of a dragon. So by default it can be considered an organic material, part of a living being. We prepared it with celestial sigils to be receiving not just the blade, but actually the force of the energy Robin will be inputting through it, and to the blade. So I'll be not only adding the glue but also a small glyph inside to be attaching the blade." with a hand gesture, she also showed the other part of that hilt, that she didn't touch yet. Six purple colored diamonds were sitting there, probably meant to be fitting the six slots on the cross guard of the sword.

"I can't risk the pressure into the blade to be sustained just by regular casting or a pin, so I'm taking all the measures here. Besides, these six mana diamonds are actually part of the comet that crashed in the sore a few years back. They'll be used as a power source and filter for all of that energy in this."

With a brief chuckle, she moved over, changing her pencils to be using something else, a much thinner type of pencil, as well as her own reading glasses.

"This sword is called Starburn and it will certainly feel like an exploding star when Robin start using it."
(Agrien Vandroy)
Toia's head tilted even further. Finally, Agrien has completely lost the young magi. Her brain fizzled out as the woman went on and on about artificery things. This was too advanced for her. "Starburn. Huh."

She understood the organic components, "A tooth is a kind of bone. Smile bones." Toia wanted to nod firmly, but winced from the pain in her neck and the interruption of her neck brace. "I can't say I understand much more than what you said about Arcanium. Like I said, my body is my weapon. Blood magick and all... I'm not much of a combatant but I know how to defend myself a little."

From her expression it was apparent that her head was spinning from the amount of information she was just subject to.
(Toia Nomiki)
"Smile bones? That's a good way of putting it." a chuckle followed, after all that wasn't really a wrong way of putting it by no means. "Speaking of that though. I can try to introduce you to Nerin if you want to advance your studies about it a little more. He's very experienced with that form of manipulation and casting. Even if you're not a combatant like myself, it can be good to learn of it."

Noticing that she actually lost Toia off the hook of the conversation, Agrien was quick to steer it back to waters she knew how to sail. There was no point to be talking about something the others wouldn't understand nor have much interest on, and that would be on Agrien's own fault, too. For that it would be better to return talking to what Toia could actually participate in.

The gluing was mostly finished, filing and carefully coating the walls inside that socket at the dragon fang at the hilt with the careful application by that small brush. Now it was time for the short glyph that would work, as a mana magnetic to make sure nothing would go awry when that blade started being used the way it would be.

All the artificer knew was that it could end up being actually very wild.

"I don't fight either, but unlike you, I don't know how to defend myself by no means. I mean, I know to throw a punch, but...I will probably hurt myself more than the other part. I decided too much of my life to my studies and business to the point there's no much more I can do about that." she said, and to that it seemed like Agrien had a very small hint of regret, but it was overshadowed by her self accomplishments, too. A confusing and mixed feelings on the matter.

"The time most people, like my sister and B too, spent training. I spent studying and researching. My body and I never grew used to fights, and my mana circuitry never developed itself too much to be much of ause in casting spells or the like. Like Sentinel said once. I'm a little of a dead weight."

A sour and bitter smile came to that, as she started drawing that sigil inside the opening at the hilt to be putting the sword on. Not that those were thoughts she carried too much, and if she did, it was rather easy for Agrien to hide them behind much of a good mood she always seem to have. But to think she never thought about that in particular would be just a wrong guess.

Drawing the glyph was a little hard, and to that the ginger leaned forward a little. The opening at the hilt was so small she barely could look inside to see what she was doing, and the position for that didn't help much either. It had to be small, but precise all the same, and the only good thing about that whole situation was that Agrien knew by memory how the glyph should be. At least that.

"Say, Toia. Most people learn their magic for combat, if not all of them. But for someonewho doesn't fight all too much like you, how did you come to grow interested in blood magick after all?"
(Agrien Vandroy)
Toia winced a little as the question came up. For sure, Toia was not much of a combatant. She wasn't even that strong as a magi, using her magick mostly for domestic and medical purposes. "My family. I come from a line of blood magi and doctors. I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm the end result of some family conspiracy maybe? Or maybe just an accident. Blood comes naturally to me. I've been able to manipulate it since as long as I could talk."

She looks away from Agrien's work, eyes traveling lazily around the room to find some kind of escape from the conversation, but her uninspired mind found nothing to remark about. "My family always regarded me as something of an aberration. My natural talent even among them was grotesque. So when they packed up and left for Agartha, I was left at the docks wondering where my mother went. Never showed her face again. It took me a while to find a way back to Osrona. By time I got back, place was changed. The family house was replaced, I think. I couldn't find out crest anywhere."

Toia looked back towards the near-completion of sword that may some day be legendary, "You're not dead weight, Agrien. Just look at the work you're doing right now. I could never do this. I don't have the patience. Being stuck in this brace, on this crutch for the next few months is killing me." It really was weighing heavy on her, so much she couldn't don that blood-addled grin of hers for the time being. She was a bit depressed for it, and felt stuck so much that she couldn't bring herself to wander off and terrorize Barca for being asleep in the next room.

"I think you're the only person in Osrona with the stomach for this kind of work. I'd take shortcuts. Build a weapon of my own blood, my own essence, because gathering materials and sweating over a forge is a drag."
(Toia Nomiki)
"There's nothing wrong with you, Toia. Let's start with that, mm?" she said with a calm smile on her face and a very knowing look at Toia. For a reason or another she seemed to know a little bit too much about how it felt to think 'something was wrong with them'. On a personal level, too.

"You just have the affinity for a type of magic that is natural, just not popular. People tend to turn their attention towards things that aren't popular, and that's all. Maybe you're the result of selective bloodline experiments and-" she paused, pursing her lips as if she was choosing the terms. "Sorry for term, selective breeding through marriage to try and improve what they already did. It's not uncommon at noble households to do this. It's a common practice and...I wouldn't be surprised if this is the case."

Of course by now she was actually assuming a few things about her family, or suggesting some. But the thought was still there. She never thought it to be something strange to use or have an affinity for blood magic whatsoever, and even less so to be born with such an affinity.

Some magi families and bloodlines had their own peculiarities when it came down to mana and magic, after all. The Kurokaiyos being the first and most evident example, from the dojo.

"It seems to be that your family took the extra step into making sure their presence in Esshar would be completely erased, Toia. Or maybe they were escaping something, or someone, and had to erase all their traces. Have you tried to take a look in the archives to read if there's any records on your family remaining?"

With the glyph done and finished, Agrien uncovered the cloth piece that was resting on top of the table, actually revealing what seemed to be a very, very strange but no less beautiful blade.

That was Arcanium, no doubt about it, but the metal was almost translucid, prismatic and glowing like a hardened metallic diamond with a golden form of energy was rooted inside. A mirror, maybe, a transparent mirror that would look like a kaleidoscope to stare into. It was also rather long for a blade, almost one meter and a half, and twenty more centimeters including the hilt that was going inside that small slot she had sat to the side.

To which, she actually used a pencil to draw a matching glyph on that part as well, one equal to the one she have done inside of the hilt as well to be serving as she expressed, a magnetic glyph which, along the blade, would serve as the main attachment to that blade into the hilt once it was triggered.

"You're being kind, Toia, really. Thank you. I appreciate it, but that's not very far from being true. I can make swords like this, I have patience to be doing all of this work, but if you stand up and decide you want to destroy this entire house and kill me?" she paused, giving Toia a playful smile. "I can't do anything about it. I can't protect myself, or others. If someone want to throw an angry fist at me all I can do is take it. In a sense, in a practical sense, I am somewhat of a dead weight."

The girl explained but as before, she had a bitter smile on her face, but one that didn't actually weighted too much on her either. It was something she seemed to come in terms with already.
(Agrien Vandroy)
"You underestimate yourself, if you're comparing yourself to me. Most I can do it kick down your do-... Wait, no, you could make a door too strong for me to kick down with these rituals." She narrowed her eyes as the blade was revealed, transfixed momentarily by the beauty of its exotic material. "I think Robin's enemies will fall distracted by the way this blade carves through light more than anything. It's hard to look at, makes me dizzy. Too many reflection," the girl dodged back away from the rather depressing topic of comparing combat. She had to turn her head away again as the effect of the kaleidoscopic material made her eyes nearly spin in her skull unable to focus.

"Still, we can be dead weights together. But at least you're doing more than I am with your low weight.
(Toia Nomiki)
"I think part of it is the intention, really. When we were finished with this the first thing I thought was how it would look like under the sun. I haven't opened a single window to let it touch sunlight yet. Now you can understand the canvas, right?"

She smirked at the thought and the comments of it making her feel dizzy. It was mostly true, too, but Agrien already grew used to be seeing that, and maybe that was even another reason why her workshop have been fitted with dimmer lights than the lamps from there. But still, Agrien couldn't help but to avert her eyes from the blade.

It was truly a beautiful blade, one of fantasy and fables, one you'd expect to read about on some kind of children's book. A prismatic metal that was glowing in gold being lifted to the skies as a knight said epic words. That's the first thing Agrien could think of Robin doing when that was finished, and for as silly as it was, that's one of the reasons why she wanted to see it done so much.

"I can't imagine how it will look like when he actually focuses his golden mana into it. He didn't yet, nor did I, so...Who knows. It can look dull like a matter gold, or it can look like a sword made out of pure light, like...A burning star, after all."

And then the name started to make sense, too. Agrien moved the blade closer by holding it carefully at it's lower end. The glyph finished, it was a matter of slotting it's length down to the hilt. For that, she saved herself a very small hammer, but with the use of the glue and that glyph she doubted she would be needing to use it. The traditional casting was certainly not being used there, but that wasn't much of a traditional blade either.

"When you come to think about it, almost the whole of this sword is made out of a space stone. Or metal, in a sense. It's blade and core and these mana diamonds we've made, they're all part of the comet that crashed in the shoreline a few years ago. That explains how odd it looks, doesn't it?"

With a brief smile she added, holding the blade closer to the edge of the table as she first, calmly, introduced the hilt opening to it. A gentle gesture at first, as it have been made under measure. It slid smoothly inside, as if she didn't even have to force it. Perhaps due to the glue that also was some kind of lubrificante to that, and maybe because of the glyph in both ends of the blade, and the hilt, attracting each other.

A single, quick hit of the hammer have been made at the golden Arcanium pommel of it, and then, a second one a little stronger, as Agrien finally heard it make the sound she wanted it to. She felt it licking and slotting, filling that slot entirely, and then she could finally come up and activate that glyph, to ensure that blade would simply never be removed from that hilt again, unless it was for some strange reason, broken.

Good thing Arcanium didn't need maintenance.

"So you consider us banding together now, Toia?" a gentle smirk was shot at her. "I won't complain about that. Maybe the two dead weights we make can make a living weight maybe. And it's also nice that in a sense you seem to understand how it is to not be a fighter, too."

Nodding, Agrien approached her hand over to the hilt, not directly touching the interior - for that was impossible by now - but actually hovering it where the glyphs were positioned. With a small concentration of her own through closed eyes, the ginger pressed her lips together, as she charged the piece with her mana to trigger and activate those glyphs.

The result was a very dim light and the sound of a small muffled explosion, very low, as the glyph caused the blade and the hilt to be cast in a mana infused melting along that previously prepared glue that played it's part in the mending of both parts together. It was sealed, in a way, and only the complete destruction of that sword would make them come apart from now on.

"Now...To the mana diamonds, and we'll be finished here."
(Agrien Vandroy)
The blood magi was lost again, unable to really comprehend glyphwork or artifice if it didn't have to do with flesh or blood. "Living weight... Eheeeh. That means we're fat."

She couldn't contribute much, her brain had shorted out again from an overload of information that didn't mesh well with her paradigm...
(Toia Nomiki)
"Hahaha, you're anything but fat though. You're actually thinner than I am, and you eat quite a lot too." Agrien said as she herself wasn't exactly very slim actually. Being a blacksmith and working around all day had an reflect on her physique. Even if she wasn't exactly bulky - for she wasn't - the ginger had a more or less athletic build, naturally made from her work. "Which is a little concerning, but as soon as you get a grasp of your practice, you'll get the hang of your metabolism."

A nod was offered, as she once again reminded herself of how little Toia actually weighted, almost to unhealthy levels. And her heartbeat too, and the blood flow in her body. That could be dangerous, even deadly if she weren't a magi and one with control over her own blood, but at this point it wasn't something she should tell a fully graduated doctor for that.

Continuing her work, Agrien would leave the sword rest fora moment, as it's entire length occupied the whole surface of the table, as the final part of it's making came. It was the use of the Comet Shards on the cross guard of the hilt to be serving as the filters for the mana, and the transportation of it all from the hilt into the blade, and back again, concentrating it there.

The pieces of the diamonds were, in fact, quite peculiar. Six small looking purple diamonds were sitting on the table, and slowly, the girl picked one of them, reaching over to the hilt of the sword and touching it carefully over one of the slots she had aside and prepared over there.

The six amethyst colored pieces would adorn the blade, three at each side, to serve as a connective network for the mana to be filling and flowing the cosmic energy through it.

With the precision and the handicrafts of a clockworker, Agrien calmly placed one of them in those slots, adjusting it and positioning it perfectly so she wouldn't have to touch it again. The sealing would come as a whole once she have been done with all of the six, and not not. She had to cast these in place with a mana 'encouragement', so they would react once more like they did during the times of their making.

Still, she picked one, and placed closer to Toia, as if telling her to pick it up.

"Here, hold it a little Toia. This came from the skies. Literally." she smirked at the girl, moving her eyes towards her before looking back at what she was doing. "Beyond the constellation of Leonaus the Divine, from the outer areas of the skies that Sir Queen described as 'The Void'. Cool, isn't it? Now you can say you've touched something almost nobody did. Something that came from a place nobody saw. Ever."

Nodding and smiling, Agrien continued with the second one, attaching it calmly to the center of the hilt, and right besides the other. Once finished it was more than likely that it was going to be looking like quite a beautiful hilt, too.
(Agrien Vandroy)
"I think my metabolism will just get worse the stronger I get."

She tilted her head to the other side of its current tilt, reaching to pick up the gem that Agrien showed her. "This stone come from the very firmament far above our heads, huh? Which theory is correct, is the void between the stars filled with phlogiston or empty space? I don't know much about astronomy? Astrology? What's the word... Maybe I should ask Robin sometime."

Toia put a thought into it before placing the diamond back down for Agrien, "Think that there is life on other stars? I wonder what kind of blood they'd have. Or if they'd even have blood."

She hummed to herself, still completely lost in what Agrien was doing. It was like Toia said, she didn't have the patience for artifice work. Her mind couldn't comprehend working with such fine, esoteric measures.
(Toia Nomiki)
"No, I don't think there is life up there." she paused for a moment, picking back the gemstone and attaching it back to the hilt of that sword. Slowly, carefully, and precisely. She needed to make it so they'd be as symmetrically positioned as she could, more than anything else. "I know there is. In fact, this right here is proof of it."

Agrien answered with a small smile at Toia, trying to hide her urge to start talking about that to no end and lose her interest again in the myriad subjects that nobody ever asked to hear about. Agrien did it all the time, sometimes, without noticing, too.

"Astronomy. And there are some conflicting theories about that. Some say that between each star there is a void of space. A literal nothing, connecting the constellations. Other says that this void of space is located behind the stars in the fabrics of the skies. Or beyond it, too far for us to even be seeing it. And others...Well, the black of the sky at night that we see is actually the void. There's no conclusive story for it, at least not until can someone go up there and see it. But that's silly to be thinking about, at least for now."

Another couple of the gemstones have been positioned, calmly, precisely as before. As if slotting small pieces into their respective places, but being careful enough to not make it tilted, or misplaced even for the smallest wrong at the position.

"This is part of a comet that was directed to the shoreline of Esshar. Inside it there was a creature, a living one. Or rather an entity, if you want to call it that way. Task described it being formless and shapeless, and that it didn't have a body like...In the sense of a body we understand. It looked like a physical formation of mana and...Uh. Tentacles. We can ask them later how it looked like if you want, but...Yes, there are life forms out there."

With the positioning of the mana diamonds in the hilt, it was now just a matter of the ginger sealing that with the charge of her own mana. As soon as she'd feed it with mana, it should cause the comet shards to react to it. And if it worked in the same way as it did during their tempering, it would be searching for the nearest source of mana to attach itself to. Latch, even. That mana source was residing right inside the hilt of the sword.

There was a reason why it have been made out of dragon fangs with the celestial sigils, and arcanium, after all.
(Agrien Vandroy)
"Did they get a body? I'd love to dissect a creature from another star," she lit up suddenly with interest, with scandalous excitement. "Physical formation of mana... That means it probably dissolved into the leylines, huh? I wonder what it'd taste like..."

The girl gazed into the diamonds that Agrien was setting, but quickly became lost again. At least briefly she found herself back in her element.
(Toia Nomiki)
A short laugh was let out as she heard the more energetic regards of Toia; after all it was a good change to be seeing the girl being more active and interested like that.

"I don't know about the body, really, but we can ask them whenever you want. I know it happened from a comet crash near the shore, that ended up hitting a light house by the place, and they came to fight with this entity over the place."

Agrien quickly resumed her work with the sword as she offered most of her attention to Toia by now. It was a good and rare event that she came off to be so interested in the matter at hands, and Agrien wouldn't really leave that die down.

But still, the ginger finished the positioning of the mana diamonds, ultimately, using her own mana to seal it all together in a jolt of a glyphing that was properly set within that hilt. To that, the entirety of the golden hilt shone in a bright but low light of a pale blue, turning and moving into acoating of that energy covering the object, and once it came off, as if casted upon the hilt, or mayeb as if the gemstones were there all along, it was finished.

Carefully Agrien reached out for the hilt of the sword, trying to lift it herself, but she couldn't really handle the weight, at least not while she was seated down, which caused her to softly chuckle at the matter. "Alright, we're finished here now. This is will be ready for using as soon as it stabilizes and recovers the proper phase and state it will need. But...Our work is done here. This is the Starburn."

The artificer announced, as she let go of the sword, and gestured over it's entirety before looking back to Toia again. However from the ceiling itself, a blinding white light would rain down from above washing the room in it's glow and upon the sword as the soothing, and empowering feeling of a gift could be felt as the sword pulsed and cooled. The cosmos within now looking close to a pulse about it'energies.

"-Interesting.. And that's an idea, really. But when it comes down to life forms that we don't even know a thing or two about? Anything could have happened. Maybe it's body was just like that all along, and it just didn't have mana inside. Maybe it didn't even have mana at all, and it was put down but...The corpse is there." the curiosity was there, as she smirked at Toia.

"We'll have to ask Sir Queen when we go around to deliver the sword, or maybe Task, too, since he was there too. But for now? This sword will just have to rest until he can use it. Good job us, right?"
(Agrien Vandroy)