The Flesh under the Metal

After nearly a week, the Craftsman would be summoned again - being brought to the Lich stronghold by his apprentices and undead servants.

Just as expected, just as what happened before.

On the stronghold, he was promptly guided to the location he had previously worked on - which now had crates of materials, to be exact.. Meat, lots of flesh and organs. Also, what appeared to be a Goblin! Tied up and extremely nervous, due to his situation.

Poor little creature.. Would soon become a important resource in this craft!

Anyway.. With the arrival of his 'friend', the figure would gesture for him to come closer, before starting to speak, "Well then, get closer, have you completed the repairs? Of course you did.. So, we can start - as we will have lots of work together..

Yes, yes.

For as you place the armor plates, I will be creating the living layer of flesh." Such frigid words would echo in the youngman's mind for a few moments – before everything fell into total silence.

As in waiting for his reaction.
(Nidaz)

As per the request of the Lich, the 'Armament of Mypos' was repaired to the best of his abilities (which wasn't nearly enough to bring this piece back to its prime) and brought back to him for them to be able to complete this yet-to-be-named craft.

Yet again he was here at the Eternal One's stronghold,

"I've completed the repairs as I was told to." A few steps were taken towards the Lich, "Place the armor plates while you create the living layer of flesh?" Better than having to craft an entire exoskeleton (mostly) from the scratch, "I see, I see."

From his leathery bag hidden within his furry coat, the artisan took the (not-so) repaired 'Armament of Mypos' and then he came closer to the Lich with the intent of placing the plates of said chest-piece into the frame of the exoskeleton.

He would do his best to not disturb the work of the fleshcrafter.
(Cáligo Pseimanthe)

While the craftsman prepared to lay the plates, the Fleshcrafter wasted no time. Where by grabbing the goblin by the neck, the little creature's life would be drained away by the undead - its soul promptly ripped out and its body would soften, faded..

It would first die.

After that, this was filled with Lich ether, which took control of every circuit in the little creature's body - before then, relocating the soul in its depths.. among the magic filaments in its core. Thus, bringing the creature back to life - but as a loyal servant, an undead.

To then return back to unlife.

With such a macabre procedure done, through meat shaping - the figure would begin to twist the little creature.. While pieces of meat were brought to him. Such, were infused into being - turning it into a lump of flesh! But which, held life and conscience.

As needed for what he had in mind.

"Have you seen the Fleshcrafting procedure before?It's something quite unique - special as well as extremely useful. It can be used for many different things - depending on the Fleshcrafter's creativity." An explanation was provided towards the blacksmith, as the Lich worked on his own craft.

As soon as that first 'living flesh clay' was completed.. Such was placed on the chest of the exoskeleton, soon being infused and interconnected to it. This was time-consuming procedure, extremely grotesque - but incredible! And while this was being done, obviously the artisan could work around them.

And do his part.
(Nidaz)

The 'Armament of Mypos' was unique in many ways and one thing is for sure, this is truly an immortal piece of armor capable of withstanding even time itself. For it to be used as the heart of an immortal being's armor was rather ironic, in truth.

Seeing the goblin die and then be brought back as some sort of amalgamation was disturbing, he wouldn't pretend he was okay with it but if that was what would be needed to be done in order for the Lich to have the strength necessary to take down Illythia?

Then-... Well, you could say it was a necessary evil.

"Mhn."

With the goblin gone, what was left would be only placing the plates of the 'Armament of Mypos' into the frame of the exoskeleton. Compared to what has already been done, it wasn't a particularly difficult task for the artisan.

Was it rather boring?

Yes.

But it must be done in order for the armor to be completed.
(Cáligo Pseimanthe)

Equipment was necessary, in order to avoid certain death at the hands of powerful warriors who wanted to see the Lich dead - therefore, something like this would be needed in order for him to achieve his goals..

Yes, in order to once again.. Grow in power!

And no one would be able to stop him.

So now the raw flesh was molded around the Exoskeleton, gradually becoming part of it - in addition to being turned into a chitin, which was only softer at a specific point - because it was where the brain would be positioned. But of course, defenses around it would be made, in order to keep it safe.

Just as necessary..

It was easy to deduce that as the chitin was placed, the Lich also interconnected the magical circuits of the raw flesh - those of the armor. So truly, making it all.. One thing. An armor capable of recognizing those who are its masters, as well as causing damage to those who try to wear it - without being a Vanreth.

Truly, something thatcould only come from Nidaz's mind.

After several moments of extreme work, the last steps were completed and finally the inner part of the armor became something grotesque.. But that would soon be covered by the plates of immortal armor.

Thus completing this amazing craft.
(Nidaz)

By the time the Lich had molded the flesh around the exoskeleton into it, Cáligo had already finished placing the plates from the 'Armament of Myspo' on it.

Unlike his other finer crafts, he chose to not brand this piece with his mark, the one of an eagle with its wings outstretched. A necessary evil indeed, a wretched masterpiece that soon would be used against him and his people and yet, he still felt somewhat proud of this monstrosity.

"Tsk."

He clicked his tongue and took a step back.
(Cáligo Pseimanthe)

As soon as the plates were in place, the ether of the Void Lich would flow from his skeletal hands and envelop that metalic torso.. Which was slowly infused with the chitin it covered, to fully finish its amazing making.

And.. Finally.. Conclude something worthy of the undead.

One which would be similar to his axe.

With the entire procedure completed, the figure would take a few steps back - its etheric flames falling on that piece of armor, where it would then turn to the Craftsman.

"Great, I think it's finished, but we'd better leave this to rest for a while before we start using! To set everything in place.. Yes, yes." With that said, his right hand was swung to the side and time and space were distorted, then a rift was opened.

A way for the artificer to leave the stronghold, now that he was temporarily released.. As the work, was done.
(Nidaz)