She had made gifts for every Celestial, but Uphis. It wouldn't do to thank all but him - surely that was unfair. Alija smiled, deciding she would make something for him too. More for herself, but what did it matter? She wanted to practice blacksmithing and he would get something out of it. Besides, he wouldn't know a thing.
Of course, she didn't know what to make. The first thing that came to mind was a blade, because that was what he was known for, but Alija had no experience in that. She was a blacksmith, not a weaponsmith, as she told so many people. Her problem was that she had no other ideas. All she could think of doing was make a sword.
In the end, she gave up, deciding to do that. It wouldn't hurt to try. An idea sparked in her mind, bringing a smile. She wasn't experienced at making weapons, but what she could do was an ornate sword guard, something beautiful and decorative to top the sword - no, not top, but to be the defining feature. An ornamental blade, but a beautiful one. Smiling as she entered the store room, Alija looked around for some suitable metal.
Her eyes relaxed, softening and letting djed pool to them. It seemed like a long time since she had last done this, and the magic came quickly, almost eager to be used. She reached out, focusing on several pieces of steel, concentrating hard on each one as the magic brought their auras into sight. None were large, but as she focused, they came into view more, clearer. The foggy nature shifted to a clear view and the stronger, more suitable steels revealed themselves.
Alija took the steel that had the clearest aura, as the others had faint touches of other things in them. Carefully, she pushed the djed away, returning to normal vision. A few moments, to regain her breath and her strength, then she was back to the job at hand.
Moving over to the fire, the smith worked at it for a little while, pumping at the bellows. Once the fire was hot enough, she buried the steel in the coals, letting it heat. Her eyes tingled, Alija finding herself summoning djed to them instinctively. She wanted to use the magic so much. Fighting it, Alija tried to focus on the smithing, not letting herself give in to the magic. She had to have control - she knew the dangers.
Of course, she didn't know what to make. The first thing that came to mind was a blade, because that was what he was known for, but Alija had no experience in that. She was a blacksmith, not a weaponsmith, as she told so many people. Her problem was that she had no other ideas. All she could think of doing was make a sword.
In the end, she gave up, deciding to do that. It wouldn't hurt to try. An idea sparked in her mind, bringing a smile. She wasn't experienced at making weapons, but what she could do was an ornate sword guard, something beautiful and decorative to top the sword - no, not top, but to be the defining feature. An ornamental blade, but a beautiful one. Smiling as she entered the store room, Alija looked around for some suitable metal.
Her eyes relaxed, softening and letting djed pool to them. It seemed like a long time since she had last done this, and the magic came quickly, almost eager to be used. She reached out, focusing on several pieces of steel, concentrating hard on each one as the magic brought their auras into sight. None were large, but as she focused, they came into view more, clearer. The foggy nature shifted to a clear view and the stronger, more suitable steels revealed themselves.
Alija took the steel that had the clearest aura, as the others had faint touches of other things in them. Carefully, she pushed the djed away, returning to normal vision. A few moments, to regain her breath and her strength, then she was back to the job at hand.
Moving over to the fire, the smith worked at it for a little while, pumping at the bellows. Once the fire was hot enough, she buried the steel in the coals, letting it heat. Her eyes tingled, Alija finding herself summoning djed to them instinctively. She wanted to use the magic so much. Fighting it, Alija tried to focus on the smithing, not letting herself give in to the magic. She had to have control - she knew the dangers.