Chaldean Chronicles: Cadence of the Lostgrail

By the time Mjolnir is finished, the forge by the base's fortress is filled with hot steam. Epona opens its door and is immediately greeted by the hot air. Without Surtr's powers, her fire immunity has left her too. Learning that heat can hurt her has been a strange thing to get accustomed. She also sees a new face. It's a young girl with brown skin and pink hair. Chaldea sure has a lot of Servants. "I heard you've begun to work on something?" She stays by the entrance door, keeping a respectful distance.. She knows that smithing is hard work and the last thing she wants to do is interrupt when she's not supposed to.

@Kuro (Rat|Qtz|Yasu|Sei|Ath|Illy) @[11]Arran [5]Skye

Muramasa was busy to make sure that the blade is perfect by doing some last checking. Hearing the sound of someone coming, he called out the visitor while still not looking at them. "Yo, if you want to watch go join the young lady over there." *Muramasa pointed with his left thumb the direction where he forced Chloe to sit silently."

@Kuro (Rat|Qtz|Yasu|Sei|Ath|Illy) @Angelic

She was curious at first on what Muramasa was forging on, and so, she had been forced into a corner to watch him forge an interesting blade, only giving small tips here and there. Near the end of the forging process, a beautiful woman with red hair came into the workshop. Turning to look at her, she smiles and waves at her. "Hello there~"

"Hello." Epona bops her head to the young girl in greeting, but she doesn't go to sit down next to her yet. "Am I interrupting? I can always come back later." She asks the girl. She's curious about her too, but that's not important right now.

@Kuro (Rat|Qtz|Yasu|Sei|Ath|Illy) @[11]Arran [5]Skye

"You disturb as much as the other girl." Muramasa grunt as he take a look at the sword once again. "I'm doing a finishing touch on that weapon from your memory."

She hums, turning away from the woman to look at the sword, her ability already tracing the blade and adding it into her armory.

Epona gets on her tip toes, trying to get a better glance at the weapon being handled by the red-haired man. "It's a sword?" She sounds like she expected something else. "Can I hold it when you're done?"

@[11]Arran [5]Skye @Kuro (Rat|Qtz|Yasu|Sei|Ath|Illy)

"...Sure." Muramasa said after a while. "I do need someone to test it out anyway." After that, he put the blade again back to the table and clean them up. The sword is big and almost taller than Chloe when she is standing. The silver edge of the blade could be seen meeting with the black base of it. [Divinity] could be felt on the sword itself, hidden and thundering beneath the black steel. "Go ahead, careful its heavy." He said.

Epona walks over to the table and eyes the sword in awe. It goes as far as her collarbone. She takes hold of its black base and raises it off the table. When she feels its weight in her arm, she tries to hold it with two hands. "..gh.." A subdued groan escapes her lips. The way she is now, there's no way she'd ever be able to wield a weapon like this. "Your craftsmanship is amazing," she says with an uncertain smile. "With this, there's no doubt in my mind that you can fight for the grail."

@[11]Arran [5]Skye

"Well, not me." Taking the sword with some difficulty from Epona, Muramasa takes the sword back to the table and leave it there. "Some Barbarian, I think he's Englishman? French? will be the one taking this blade on the battlefield."

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After having completed some of his training, and unlocking his true inner self, Erik rayshifts back into the singularity, arriving at Base as he prepares for the final battle. He would be a bit smaller than before, but still over 8 ft tall. The fires in his blood had calmed slightly as they infused further into the rest of his being, fully unlocking the suppressed potential he had. His hair would constantly seem to almost look like it had embers and fire mixed into it, while his eyes glowed with a red hue. He would see the others around as he returned back into active duty, and gave a bit of an awkward wave "Ah... hi. Sorry to interrupt.... and sorry for leaving in the first place."