"Hmm." He absorbed her preferences and turned his thoughts to them as he worked to bring the glowing coals to a temperature that would reduce the provided components to liquid. "Yes," he decided at last, giving a slow nod of his head to indicate that it was, indeed, possible.
He moved with deceptive swiftness for his large size then, crossing to the crucible and fishing out one of the ingots to deposit in a separate bowl. He secured the crucible closed and moved it into the hellish mouth of the fully stoked furnace with a pair of long tongs. "Mm. Tempting, to quench them in something of the Void," he rumbled, not knowing about the blood requirement, but how else was one to use daggers? He was already moving again with an economy of motion as he reached the other side of the forge and selected a mold for the initial ingot they were making. "Will these need guards?" Between blade and hilt, to protect the hand.
He moved with deceptive swiftness for his large size then, crossing to the crucible and fishing out one of the ingots to deposit in a separate bowl. He secured the crucible closed and moved it into the hellish mouth of the fully stoked furnace with a pair of long tongs. "Mm. Tempting, to quench them in something of the Void," he rumbled, not knowing about the blood requirement, but how else was one to use daggers? He was already moving again with an economy of motion as he reached the other side of the forge and selected a mold for the initial ingot they were making. "Will these need guards?" Between blade and hilt, to protect the hand.
