Sitting within the stone shell-like structure that served as temporary shelter for three cultivators in the Exclave, the duo of once-mad sigil researcher and once-ancient master sigilist both seemed to wait for the other to speak for a while.
The first sets of specialized spiritual constructs were coming along with their forms crafted from simple materials. They would not last and would need to be created again frequently until the materials were settled to make a sufficient forge.
'Metalworking isn't really my favorite. It's even trickier in this life, with the Ogre Physique. I broke so many hammer handles making Qat's sword…'
"What about the other success you… destroyed?"
Ultimately a sort of morbid interest got the better of the man and Elua er Goltbred responded over her shoulder as she continued her detailed essence etching work. It was harder to wrangle but quicker to accomplish in the rich environment.
