Inviting the Giants

[16:09] Jokul Folhammar says, "Aye, looking good even in old age, old man."
[16:09] Lydia Dominic asks, "...?"
[16:10] Acantho says, "Old is your father. Now, Jokul, have a moment? We must talk about AT-1."
[16:11] Jokul Folhammar asks, "We ventured into a volcano together when I was a boy, he's like an uncle. And aye, AT-1?"
[16:11] Acantho nods.
(Acantho)
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[16:12] Acantho says, "Animunculi Titan, the first. Atlas."
[16:15] Coming out of the mountain chill, the small man wandered into the hall. His footsteps echoed and remarkably, he moved to his seat - on which he sat upon.

The same as the last time he was there.

From his lab coat, he then pulled a folder, which was thrown towards Jokul, on the table of course.

"AT-1, an animunculi that surpasses any other - using the core of the volcano as its source of energy, of power.. One of my last projects, before I retire.

Or maybe, something for the future generations to work upon." The being informed while gesturing to the documents.

That held information such as what it was, how it would look and even the amount of resources - which would be extremely high! In the thousandth place of each material.

"However, I will need assistance with the steps to follow to complete it.

Mainly, of the best blacksmiths around - such are the giants." The man informed, but soon he would give more emphasis to what he said - "Besides, what the fuck is this story about mole people?!" He then frowned, before silence.
(Acantho)
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[16:21] Thrown into the thick of things, Jokul takes out the folder, peels it open and begins to read. Eyes squinted. What is once cluelessness morphs into surprise, into a form of joy.

A laugh leaves lips, the documents slid back.

"Dahahah. Aye, what a goal. What a goal. Not an easy one but if we finish it..?" the Folhammar trails off.

"You have mine support, I'll pull what other giant smiths I know to aid as well."

…

Pause.

"As for mole people.. something something Lydia. I would not worry about it. Some weird people in the railroad sometimes."
(Jokul Folhammar)
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[16:27] "Perfect, perfect!" The man clapped his hands together and then rubbed them together, "What I'm currently stuck on is circuit and rune development, we've already worked on the basic interior.

That is, the skeleton itself of this construct.

It was something done by me, my drones and two animunculi - 0C and one of which works for your father." The man would inform, before then pulling out a list of things to do.

Which..

"With the basics done and as stated, now it will be the runes - however after that we will do the exterior, the plating.. Part that the blacksmiths will work on.

Indeed.

We will be using adamantite and mythril, very expensive material.. Since it will be something extravagantly powerful, so that we will reach the height of reason, in which we will be called crazy for expending this much.

But, it is necessary." The man emphasized and then added, before finally..

Tap on the last topic.

"Keep that occultis under control, we've already spent enough funds on Railroad development and more will be spent on AT-1 now.

We have little time left for that kind of nonsense, it must just be some demon or mutant that found its way into the tunnels.. Not a real problem that requires that type of thing." Sighing, he leaned against the table and then scratched his beard.
(Acantho)
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[16:31] Jokul chuckles at mention of mole people and brushes that subject under the table so to speak. Surely the mole people were not real...

In the meanwhile, there's a few nods as the Folhammar mentally plans everything Acantho says. Putting piece by piece together, as if building a tower of sorts.

"The plating will be long, tireless work. Likely needing to be done in a large workshop.

What is the goal for this aminunculi besides perfection?" the giant asks, a simple question to figure out what else may be needed for the completion of such work.
(Jokul Folhammar)
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[16:34] With one thing taken care of, they could focus on what mattered and clearly, the Emperor noticed that! At this the scientist would smile and then raise a finger.

"Simply put, protection." Now, he would go into more detail - "As you may have noticed, we have everything now! From demons to deal with.. to an outside empire trying to establish itself here.

Also bugs. Hate them.

And personally? I don't feel like dealing with armies at my door! Therefore.. I want defense, for myself, for Vdalion and Final Frontier.

AT-1, Atlas of a story book, the one who held the world together - quite fitting for this task." He shrugged at the end of his explanation.
(Acantho)
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[16:37] All that is granted from Jokul is a firm nod.

"Perfect."

For a moment, the Folhammar thinks on some things, how to phrase a certain something so his lips part once more.

"You are a brilliant mind, Acantho. If Claude were still active, making this would be easier but aye.. I'll do what I can. Once you get the blueprints or the rough estimations for the plate sizes, I can get started with those here," the Folhammar shares with the Creator.
(Jokul Folhammar)
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[16:38] Acantho says, "Very well, once the times comes you will be informed."
[16:38] Acantho says, "But that should be everything."