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  1. [16:33] Katrin Weiss exclaims, "Right!"
  2. [16:33] Tara Tuffam exclaims, "Right!"
  3. [16:33] Katrin Weiss asks, "So...What do we got again?"
  4. [16:33] Tara Tuffam says, "Here lemme see..."
  5. [16:33] Katrin Weiss says, "As I recall you just wanna be."
  6. [16:33] Katrin Weiss asks, "Extra good at hittin' shit, right?"
  7. [16:34] Tara Tuffam says, "Yea, proper smashin'."
  8. [16:34] Katrin Weiss asks, "Smashin' or cuttin'?"
  9. [16:34] Katrin Weiss asks, "You wanted a sword, right?"
  10. [16:34] Tara gestures to the laid out materials.
  11.  
  12. "Just... whackin'." She blinks, glancing back up, "I mean.. cuttin' 's my preferred, but I'm 'dept in most forms oh handheld implements o' wanton violence dealin'."
  13. (Tara Tuffam)
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  15.  
  16. [16:36] The artificer sees the materials and once more remembers her initial plan.
  17.  
  18. "Well. I figure with this? Can make the core of it the horn, like I was plannin'," she says, gesturing to the indicated material.
  19.  
  20. "Then the arcanium edge. And, if we make the edge on just one side like...like a cleaver or somethin'. You can use one side for cuttin' and the other side for bashin' heads in.
  21.  
  22. How's that sound? Eye can probably go somewhere near the hilt where it'll look fancy and judgey."
  23. (Katrin Weiss)
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  25.  
  26. [16:38] Tara's hand comes to rub her chin in thoughtful silence, pouring over the suggested course provided by Katrin.
  27.  
  28. "Frankly 've got no better ideas nor suggestions for such a thing. I like the way ya lay 't out, seems rather a solid notion."
  29.  
  30. She bobs her head affirmatively.
  31.  
  32. "Rather.. err, solid, were 't."
  33. (Tara Tuffam)
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  35.  
  36. [16:40] The artificer grins, clapping her gloved hands together once.
  37.  
  38. "Good! I like to think I got an eye for these sortsa' things. Did ya get these materials yourself? Or were they gifted? Happens a lot, y'know."
  39.  
  40. Katrin sets about preparing herself. Sliding off her cloak, shrugging off the bow, rolling up her sleeves and then? Tapping the side of her forge and stoking the coals to life with a will of fiery mana.
  41.  
  42. "More I know the better- and what magics didjya say you have again?"
  43. (Katrin Weiss)
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  45.  
  46. [16:41] A finger jabs at the eye.
  47.  
  48. "That one I pried off the bastard myself." She then gestures to the horn, "Elys, he clawed 't off the same creature." She bobs her head in affirmation, "So, 's a mix o' it."
  49.  
  50. After a pause, she blinks, glancing back over towards Katrin, "Ah? Chronomancin' 'n Gravitational magics, more so on the time-y side o' things."
  51. (Tara Tuffam)
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  53.  
  54. [16:43] Katrin nods along, keeping up banter as she sets up her work station. Putting a great stone pot on the roaring fire, clearing off space at her station, and taking out her leather roll of tools.
  55.  
  56. "The two of ya work well together. Heart warmin' to see," she snickers. "Lil' unlikely. But heart warmin'.
  57.  
  58. You're willin' to have a hand in helpin' on this, right? With that gravity magic...got a couple ideas I think we can leverage."
  59. (Katrin Weiss)
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  61.  
  62. [16:44] Not stepping past the assortment of items, Tara's gaze flickers back across the workshop towards Katrin.
  63.  
  64. "Oh! Y'mhm! I'd be happy t' help in whatever way I can, 's really least I can do. 'sides, makes 't a bit more persona, y'know?"
  65.  
  66. She chuckles softly, a hand fiddling with the lining of her loose shirt.
  67. (Tara Tuffam)
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  69.  
  70. [16:47] "It does. Always say there's kinda' a magic about it, yeah?"
  71.  
  72. A little dry, smoky laugh of the artificers own as she hucks to arcanium into the great volcanic stone pot that hangs just over the forge flames.
  73.  
  74. "That'll need time to melt. But here's what I'm thinkin', just so it can have your say-so.
  75.  
  76. I can try drawin' runes for gravity on it, with lil' tricks and a switch. Experimental, not somethin' I've done. But if you flow mana through it, and when you do, maybe somethin' to make it heavier on your swings."
  77.  
  78. The artificer mimes a great, clubbing stroke through the air by way of example.
  79.  
  80. "Heavier when ya swing, gives it more force, then goes back to bein' as light as it was when you stop channelin' mana through it...
  81.  
  82. If it works. Wanna give it a shot?"
  83. (Katrin Weiss)
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  85.  
  86. [16:51] "Whew..."
  87.  
  88. Her palms come together, rubbing slowly as she follows her way over towards the master-work artificer. A bit intimidated by the process, would've been an understatement. Though Tara was not on to back off of challenges, least of all those that served her in the end.
  89.  
  90. "Yeesh, yea, sure! I mean, I'll give 't a shot, not bein' an expert or nothin'."
  91.  
  92. With a nervous chuckle, "But I do like the sound o' it, at least in a layman's understandin', seems rather sharp."
  93.  
  94. Her eyes flit towards the magmatic stew which forms the heart of Katrin's operations.
  95.  
  96. "Sure, sure."
  97. (Tara Tuffam)
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  99.  
  100. [16:54] Her forge is efficient, a beautiful thing (by artificery standards), fueled in part by her own magic. The metal renders down in no time at all into a green, liquidous ooze.
  101.  
  102. She pivots it over where a waiting tray of the same porous, volcanic stone waits. All the metal pools into compartments- ingots, once all of it eventually cools.
  103.  
  104. "And one more question. Just so I know your intent with it. I think that, along with you bein' here, adds some magic to it. Also helps me tweak things just so.
  105.  
  106. Why is it you're wantin' this sword."
  107.  
  108. Katrin looks to Tara, head canting, golden, inquisitive eyes watching her.
  109.  
  110. Judging? No. Not judging. Just examining.
  111.  
  112. "What do ya intend to do with it? If you ain't wanna say, you don't gotta', but as a client you got my confidentiality."
  113. (Katrin Weiss)
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  115.  
  116. [16:57] {Item} You picked up Arcanium x2. Dropped by Tara Tuffam.
  117. [16:57] {Item} You drop Arcanium x2.
  118. [16:58] Tara's head bobs idly towards Katrin's words, only pausing as the ultimate question is directed towards her. What exactly did she want of it?
  119.  
  120. A fair thing to ask, though not something she thought about explicitly. Not that she didn't have the intention in mind, but well, it wasn't dwelt on all that often.
  121.  
  122. "Oh.. well." She swallows, brow screwed in thought, "I need 't to exact the requirements o' my employer, first 'n foremost. When a mutant lays 's taunts 'pon me? I'd like t' be able to swing back twice 's hard as he's able." She pauses, giving a hesitant shrug.
  123.  
  124. "I need t' fight at my most effective, 'n well, I need this weapon t' do so. I think you can make such a weapon, Miss Kay."
  125. (Tara Tuffam)
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  127.  
  128. [17:02] While Tara ponders, Katrin is already dutifully moving on to the next steps. From among the leather roll of tools she selects what looks like little more than a big, iron spike.
  129.  
  130. Yet on closer inspection it is lined with all manner of little runes along each side. The artificer twirls it between her fingers, over each knuckle, then grabs it and lets her mana flow through it. Each of the symbols glows a warm hue of orange.
  131.  
  132. She uses it to begin drawing along the edge of the horn, carving in another series of runes all together. Intricate webworks of sigils all linked to one another to selectively influence the metaphysical properties of the material.
  133.  
  134. Experimental? Sure. But that just makes it exciting.
  135.  
  136. "So. Self defense and wet work? I can get that. You ain't gotta' say more than that."
  137.  
  138. Discretion still was a service she offered, after all.
  139.  
  140. "Got a few to test the theory here on this big ol' slab of horn you got...you wanna test it? Push your aspected mana through it, see how it works?"
  141. (Katrin Weiss)
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  143.  
  144. [17:16] With the actual work drawing nearer, Tara drew in a sharp breath. Her eyes trace over the careful rune-work as its executed by Katrin, respectable in her craft.
  145.  
  146. "Yea... 's somethin' like that." She remarks quietly, an apt description really. Nothing to be elaborated on, yet at the same time entirely enough to suffice what was asked of her.
  147.  
  148. With the runes beginning to take shape upon the material, Tara gave a nod to the request. Mana flowed from her form, specifically that in the shape of invisible ripples of gravitational force. Unfocused into the intricacies of spell-work, it served to interact with the magical scriptures upon the horn. A focus for what was required of them.
  149.  
  150. She nods, ".. Er, right!"
  151. (Tara Tuffam)
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  153.  
  154. [17:18] Katrin watches as the runes, freshly inscribed on the horn, begin to gently glow with energy as Tara pushes her aspected mana into it.
  155.  
  156. Yet, much to her chagrin, some of them come to life unevenly. Some are brighter, others more dull, some don't even seem to glow at all.
  157.  
  158. The artificer grumbles, cursing softly, as she takes the spike to clean up her lines again. Things were not always perfect on the first try- actually, rarely ever was such the case.
  159.  
  160. "Now...try that? And actually try pickin' it up and swingin' it. See if it changes the weight any and tell me what ya think.
  161.  
  162. Just ain't clobber me, yeah?"
  163. (Katrin Weiss)
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  165.  
  166. [17:25] In this moment Tara let out a sharp breath of focus, briefly nodding in Katrin's direction at the curt instruction. The mana flow ceases, and her attention lapses in the artificer's swift adjustments to the runes.
  167.  
  168. This time her grip stiffens about the piece, giving a few gentle swings of practice.
  169.  
  170. It felt nearly perfect... right, but just enough not so that it was noticeable. An acceptable margin for error perhaps, but this time she worked her mana through it further, towards the newly re-scripted symbols and icons.
  171.  
  172. "Hrmm.. 'm feelin' somethin', 't least." Still not entirely sure what constituted the benchmark Katrin was looking for, Tara lent it a few more able swings, just for good measure. The work had already begun to make a difference however.
  173.  
  174. Whatever it was... it began to feel, well, right.
  175. (Tara Tuffam)
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  177.  
  178. [17:28] The artificer takes a few steps back, so as not to get absolutely fucking beaned by the weapon she's making, and grins wolfishly.
  179.  
  180. "Good, good! Sometimes takes a lil' while for the runes to rest and be fully effective. S'just how it works with 'em. Fickle things, but there's a science to 'em," she comments, tapping the side of her head.
  181.  
  182. While Tara gets a feel for her sword-to-be she turns to the cooling arcanium ingots, popping them from their molds and onto the anvil.
  183.  
  184. Thus begins the beating. Hammering them out into the shape she needs; long, drawing them out into what she needs to make the cleaver edge for this chopper, along with its handle.
  185.  
  186. "Any other decoration you think you're wantin'?"
  187. (Katrin Weiss)
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  189.  
  190. [17:45] "Oh!"
  191.  
  192. Decorations? Beyond the eye inset upon the hilt she hasn't thought about it a great deal, her eyes tracked back towards the melted metalltic soup which Katrin was shaping into the base of the weapon's blade. A pause, sandaled foot idly tapping to the ground.
  193.  
  194. "Well.. I uh, simple 's fine. The weapon can be plain, so long as it's the power o' somethin' truly special. It only need t' act the part, really."
  195.  
  196. That seemed appropriate to say, at least.
  197.  
  198. She wasn't one for incredible amounts of flair, but something that served her victories. Well, that was flair enough for her.
  199. (Tara Tuffam)
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  201.  
  202. [17:50] "Hm, yeah. I can get that. Decoration's second to havin' it work well," the artificer nods between ringing, rattling blows of her great hammer.
  203.  
  204. But she doesn't user her hammer alone. Oh no. Once the rough shape is formed she tugs off her gloves and gets more hands on. Literally.
  205.  
  206. With selective heating of the metal she makes it malleable, like clay, and starts smoothing it out into a more proper shape.
  207.  
  208. A plain butcher's cleaver. A great, hefty, clobbering thing. Or at least it would certainly look the part, while actually being fairly lighter than its Nyeshk or Tyrium counterparts.
  209.  
  210. "Just gotta attach it now. I appreciate ya helpin', by the way. Makes it a lil' nicer to have other hands involved in what they'll be swingin', yeah? Show's it means somethin' to 'em."
  211. (Katrin Weiss)
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  213.  
  214. [17:54] Now it seemed to be coming together. Something that was at first, entirely conceptual, began to take the shape of something she'd one day wield properly. It filled her with a certain childish giddiness, having a hand in the process.
  215.  
  216. Like a kid who helped make their first tie-dye shirt.
  217.  
  218. A satisfied smile flitted across her features, "Ah.. I'm seein' it now." Her pleased expression tilted towards Katrin, "... an' 'course! I'm glad t' be able to have a hand in things. Looks quite proper, this does."
  219.  
  220. A soft chuckle escapes as she slumps a bit, content to watch the master at work as her mana faded back again.
  221. (Tara Tuffam)
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