[ And Tenn is waiting, sitting at a cleared worktable with a sheaf of paper and a book before him. He looks up when the door opens, his gaze passing over Eleven's armaments (completely understandable after the package incident), and to his face with a relaxed smile. It isn't the same coming down here after the academy placed a ban on the lower caverns. But what are idols for if not putting people at ease? ]
Of course.
[ He stands up, colorful robes rustling. In his hands is a bundle, roughly the shape of a jar, wrapped and rewrapped in generous fabric to cover its’ contents; the faintest glow halos it nonetheless, and Tenn holds it with care. ]
Thank you for coming. I have a special forging request, if you are open to hearing it.
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Of course.
[ He stands up, colorful robes rustling. In his hands is a bundle, roughly the shape of a jar, wrapped and rewrapped in generous fabric to cover its’ contents; the faintest glow halos it nonetheless, and Tenn holds it with care. ]
Thank you for coming. I have a special forging request, if you are open to hearing it.