Measuring the hand

Rosaline ambled into the forge with a large sack thrown over her shoulder. When she found herself standing at the feet of a stool, she sat down and placed the bag on the table. Within it were large chunks of mithril and adamantite and orichalcum for the forgemaster to use as needed.

"I'm okay," was all she offered at first, but then she began to talk as she stuck her hand out for measurements, "but I'm a bit stressed. Someone tried to kill me, Cain refuses to leave Alex's side even when she's... she's manipulating the entire country. I don't know what he's thinking."

Rosaline huffed. She was saying too much!

"I think once I've got this hand made, I'm going to ask Johannes if I can leave for a bit. I need to stretch my legs... see something new. The East is getting dull to me... and dangerous."
(Rosaline Floures)

The heat of the forge is blistering, the churning of the crucible produces a luster of violet from the flames below. She could feel the sweat cake on her body as she continues to churn the pot, "Miss Roseline, It's good to have you here, I'm sure that you would be delighted to assist with the making of your prosthetic. How are you feeling today? You look....somewhat better." She tried her best to make light of the situation, things in the world were folding down into a haze of confusion and she needed to be the anchor for at least her allies.

"Please Miss Floures, place the metals on the table so we can begin our work, the specs that you gave me have been studied to a tea, and research on the proper runes have been complete. Her hands quickly shuffle over to the drawing table to inscribe the runes in place. The first rune would be one of flow, or *yakkum*. A mana based prosthetic would need to have its mana circuit system as close to human circuitry as possible. Using a prosthetic would always take time to get used to, especially so for a swordsman of her caliber. Muscle memory for a limb with no muscles would be near impossible to her original form, but she would do her best despite that.

"How have you been Miss Flores? Is everything alright? You know you can talk to me about anything you have on your mind correct?" She wanted to know more of how she was feeling, everyone around her was so guarded at all times, it was hard for her to help of the root of the problem was always above her head. With the first Runic Circle Set, she  pulled out the spec on the hand, rereading them to make sure the base would be forged properly.

"Please, allow me to take your measurments."
(Akroma Rei)