"It is no problem at all. I like to travel after all" she said to him as he laughed. She watched him go over to her steel. She winced when he touched it and made it expand. She did not say anything but she did not know whether he could reproduce the steel exactly. Steel came in many varieties...

"Patience child" she said to Sjal who was impatient as ever. "They could be gathering and preparing suitable weapons. It will take more than a skilled blade to do the job. If they are smart they will bring armor too." Abraia was more talkative than the others. She was disgusted to see Velho...

Abraia yawned widely while watching from afar. She understood why the dragon didn't want to go to the front door himself and ruin the landscaping. "You think he will say yes? You lied to Sjal about him liking this sort of thing." If Abraia was in his shoes, she would decline. If he only did...

April 7th year 124 of the third age Abraia unlocked the door to her workshop. Natea was almost dozed off with her head laying on a pile of paperwork. "You're home!" she said when she looked at the door. "Yes I have an order to fill." Abraia didn't make any conversation. She went through...

Abraia sat comfortably in the multi personed saddle she had crafted for Caelum's dragon form. It had plenty of room to hold more passengers. She was a lot more collected than the others after witnessing the attack. Humans dying made her mad but she thought it was some crazy elf and there was...

"Yes. Magic, it took quite a bit of spell reserves to accomplish but it was easy enough. Do not expect your armor to be so extravagant. I am partial to weapons and like to put more effort into those. Armor is a bit boring." Abraia had plans to throw in an effect or two but cared more about...

Abraia opened the door. "Daughter, good to see you. Come come I have finished your sword." The sword was on the table. It was made of exceptional quality, as was to be expected. It was a red katana with a matching sheath. Its handle was pitch black and the blade looked extremely sharp. She...

" Abraia spent the half hour getting ready. She told Sjal to stop after that. "It is hot enough. Now watch and learn." She did not need the forge necessarily. The first step was to make the steel. "We mix iron sand and charcoal into this boiler. That makes steel. Then we will work on the...

"I could use some help. I cannot get in the way if your father needs you for something but you can help in your free time. An extra hand or two would not hurt. As for my appearance, the magic is called Crest. I do not even fully understand it but I can change my appearance and the appearance of...

Abraia took her time measuring every limb and around her chest and stomach. She measured her wrists and ankles too on top of her feet length. "Your body is annoying. You will grow and I will need to make adjustments. Why could you not come when you were a little older" She spoke rhetorically...

Abraia was not expecting to work on Cae's armor today anyway. She wanted to merely inform of her intentions. Sjal would be plenty to work with. A single piece of equipment could take a week to make or more. "He does. Dragons like him can be put down by a skilled spearman. If you are to fight...

Abraia laughed. HARD. "Yes, I called for you two and yes I want to make things for you both. It will take a lot of time but it will be done. I wanted you here so I can take measurements. Dragon, as much as I appreciate you being here, I want you to return tomorrow in your dragon form. I want...

Winter 26 - 40 123 Abraia had finally decided to make some armor and weaponry for her dragon and adopted daughter. It was a long time coming. She had avoided doing it because she was pregnant. Then she avoided it because she thought she could get ahold of better materials. It was becoming clear...

Name: Shadow Craft Metaphor: Abraia establishes Dominion over Anathema (Dissolution, Change, Despair, Shadows). She does this by harnessing her dark angry feelings towards those who have wronged her and her family. Note: Anathema is weak against Luxium. Shadow Crafted items are half as...

Abraia had dozed off. She sat down at the base of the tree and had her head leaning against it. She woke up when she heard Cae's voice. "Dragon, you should not have left. I will punish you for that. Let me think, your punishment will be testing out this rabbit's abilities for the rest of the...

Abraia wanted to handle things a little differently. Let the rabbit escape and follow it. Tire it out, then capture it. She was not used to working with an energetic youth. The child was too quick to start letting her blade fly. "Don't kill it!!! Go fetch your father. I will look after it in...

Abraia had just noted how much iron they had when she heard some noise. She had been focused, intent, tired. She didn't register why her daughter had jumped through the window. Was she slacking off? No that couldn't be it, the floors were clean. She tiredly stepped to the window to see Sjal...

"He will change his tune when we find the Aelbunum. I am sure you have seen one before. Big rabbits. Reproduce like crazy. Perfect. They are large so we need to look for large burrows." Abraia leaned against a tree as some women passed by. "Have any of you seen some large rabbits? We hunt for...

Abraia would have shouted after the dragon if she thought he would listen. She scowled at his retreating figure and grinded her heel into the ground. "He is not one to take this kind of criticism with grace. He is flexible in some areas but apparently this is not one of them. You will have to...

Abraia sighed. She walked over to the rabbit who had gotten cut in half. She kicked its top half to the side. She walked over to the incinerated rabbit. She crushed the brittle charred bone under her heel. "Did I not say capture the rabbit? What in the hell is this? The gods are laughing at us...