tunder weapon, pt 2

[21:35] Upon the peaks of the Tarians would Noel bring forth Tunder and Mavrum onto the icy plateaus for an intricately unique way to forge.

"This here... should be high enough, yeah." The climb had been arduous, keen on doing this as far from the Ebonblooded tower as possible considering what the Forgemaster had planned to do.

"Mavrum, you'll mostly be watchin' this one. It'll be... a little different to take in for the first time." She chuckles, finally beckoning the storm fae over as she set out the Blood Copper and the Wind Orb atop each other.

"The goal here is simple," she opens. "I'll be of help and bring in a huge cyclone for you to work with. Once you're happy with what I got, you blast these ores with the strongest lightning strike as you can."

"The end product, I'm assuming, will be a flash forged together alloy that'll be both electric and winded in nature. Like a true storm would, y'know?"
(Noel Serpente)
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[21:37] Mavrum nods. Here in the cold however, he was most at home. Raised near the highest peaks of Theria, he had taken a liking to the icy tundra.

"Simple enough for you, Tunder," he says, it seemed straightforward after all.

Taking a few steps back, the adolescent makes some space and room.
(Mavrum Serpente)
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[21:42] Traversing their way up the mountain was rather easy tedious as it always seemed to b, however, once they reached the place where Noel believed the height was perfect things started to get a little more interesting.

It was extremely smart that they moved out of the Ebonblooded territory because there was a silly smile growing on his face "So you want me to work with your cyclone to charge the particles in order to conduct a powerful blast of frictional discharge into the materials in order to meld them together as a means to forge this."

Saying it aloud clearly meant that he was pondering over the concepts behind how lightning was created rather than merely alteration through mana manipulation drawing forth the power he was one that used the base natural means to ensure that strikes could happen with the raw talent of the Lifestream.

"I have found it to be one of the most effective means to create a true bolt rather than using my mana as fuel, ittakes less effort to manipulate wind than it does to actually create an arc of plasma or lightning. So I really like the idea, I can certainly use that and will push my own energies to make sure that this cyclone really gets the energy rumbling!"

Rubbing his four legs together he was surrounded by a miniature aura of a storm! Whirling winds and little streaks of lightning are already prepared. "Let's get to it!"
(Tunder)
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[21:52] With an assured nod, Noel would swoop before the clearing, hands poised as an opening stance invites the fairy upon this stormchasing dance.

Flurries of swift movements to signify the winds, the fluidity that matched each descending raindrop, all with the sudden jerks and jabs akin to the dips of lightning strikes.

A dance of storms, one which was only accentuated further with the fairy's whims.

In moments, a swirling blur of tempestuous winds circulate amidst the trio's presence. The eye of the storm circling their location as the surroundings begin to flip and turn from the presence's growing life.

The winds howl as snow is plucked from the ground, bringing it into the skies in a spinning cyclone as the dance of the Serpente continues.

All the remained... was the proverbial fireworks: the burst of tunder and lightning.
(Noel Serpente)
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[21:59] With the fairy at the ready, he was feeling a pulse of power shift through his figure as he looked toward the sky above, a deep breath taken as he prepared himself. They could feel the energies roaring through his atoms while he prepared for this moment.

Noel was first to serve, bringing together the flurries of swift movements and thus Tunder would step to the beat of their drum casting the winds further beyond the localized area moving them upward bound. Those little arms being cast around as he almost danced through the area with fluid motions, the little wings carrying him around as he would breathe in and upon the moment he exhaled would the Thunderous boom sound above.

The pulsing energies burned through his mana as the Storm began to grow in size, crackling streaks of lightning forming upon the mountain however they were minute in comparison to what he was preparing. "From the blooming of the flower to the crumbling of the pod." he would drift through the air while this cyclone roared above, the time was nearing while they could all sense a massive static charge forming above.

Compared to a regular bolt of lightning, this was about fifteen times more powerful if not more. Very challenging to gauge just how much potential energy was lurking in wait "For Naysien." like a whisper in the wind as the screaming arc began to plummet toward the materials gently stacked atop one another, all of his control aiming this bolt toward them.
(Tunder)
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[22:10] A flash of bright white blur the vision of those that dared stare down the storm. The heat and energy alone could be felt from simply being within the proximity of the strike.

So much so that Noel jerks to a defensive position, her arms shielding her eyes as the lightning finds its mark.

The shrill sound of sizzling metal and cracked glass signify the utter changes made to the initial set of items dropped upon the ground. The following scent of burning copper soon follows suit as, finally, the flashbang of lightning's brightness soon fades.

Before the ground no lied a jagged piece of ore, still heated to an orange hue, yet far more receptive to both the winds and electricity.

The leftover sparks upon its now charred and black form lingers as Noel perks up with a statement. "I think... we got what we needed here," she announced, stepping over to what was once a Wind Orb and Blood Copper. "This... this'll definitely be perfect for your weapon. That I can guarantee."
(Noel Serpente)
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[22:16] That explosive discharge nearly blinded Tunder while his eyes gazed upon the new material that was being forged. Quite literally unable to see anything at all, he was too excited and never looked away so his vision was blurry for the next little while.

"I think I made a mistake Noel." he was rubbing his little eyes trying to see, but for the moment he was just stunned at how this flashed. "I think I'll be fine." he kept blinking and vision was slowly returning while they were able to gather the items together. "Totally fine, nothing to worry about."

He was still blinking rapidly but everything appeared to be complete, the orb and copper had been forged together that was extremely capable of conduction! This entire process had been tedious but overwhelmingly fun.

"I am glad to just be part of this, I hope it works out to be perfection." with that he was fluttering closer, still rubbing those eyes as he bumped into oneof them and just started to skitter upon them.
(Tunder)
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[22:27] Finally, upon their return into the forge would Noel accomplish the finishing touches.

The storm-forged ore would be slowly chipped and formed into individual divots, made as sharp as humanly possible despite the incredibly tiny size they were in.

Brimming with energies akin to the winds and skies, the very essence of the claw practically sings a thunderous song as it would slowly be fashioned into the final product.

The magical base soon finds a sharp end. The lightning rendered unto the piece pulsates with a fluctuating grasp.

Paired with finalizing leylines to allow for the highly powerful flow of mana to run through its course would Storm Caller finally find its brimming end.

"I believe..." With a nod, she places the period upon the project. "...this should be good for now."
(Noel Serpente)
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[22:44] The return to see the storm-forged material formed into the divots and see that everything was fashioned into that final product was glorious because this meant that he was nearing that moment where a true weapon could be held within his tiny grasp for the first time in his entire life. Never before had he had anything beyond his chitin exterior and raw potent force, this was going to change everything!

All that seemed to be required now was just time to wait "Well I just want to say Noel this has been an absolute pleasure and I am very glad that we had the opportunity to do this!" though for now, he was going to take this moment to get some rest "Let me know when everything is all polished! I'll be around the Tower, and if you need help with anything else just let me know. I should try to get some sleep though."

Fluttering toward the door he waited for half a second and looked back, just in case anyone had something to say before he poofed to his room.
(Tunder)