Do you think it adequate? Aki asked. Goliath floated back from the stand. I think she will like it. But will it be useful to her? Or just another toy she discards? I have difficulties damaging this creation. But I find the same is true for her, the Meadow sent. So we dont really know, Aki said. And still as a prototype, its quite impressive. And the work of weeks of effort, one of the dwarves spoke. A smith from the pit. We will get better with time, a dwarf from Io spoke. There are materials enough to equip an entire army. Aki listened to their ongoing arguments and noted what would be relevant, to bring those who werent here at the moment up to date. A collaborative effort, deep below the domain of the Meadow, paid for by the Accords. A collaboration of creators, smiths, engineers, alchemists, and inventors of all kinds. The dragon corpse resting above Ravenhall had yielded incredible materials, its blood coveted and traded for by the vampire courts and famed alchemists alike, its scales and bones near impossible to even harvest, let alone shape into anything useful. Yet there were crates of each stored in the hall here, intricate furnaces of differing designs and covered in varied enchantments were present too, the walls covered in tools many of which Aki had only recently documented. The first creation was a spear, far less intricate in its making than what lay on the ground at the center of the smithing hall deep below the domain of the Meadow. From afar it looked no different than a set of light scale armor, dark red, with jagged edges, scorch marks, and scratches. Marks left by the recent efforts of the Meadow and the smiths present, using their spells and furnaces to damage what theyd made. To think she felled a creature whose scales we have difficulties even shaping into a set of armor. When youre done with your testing, I will give it to her, Aki said.
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