Taklinn returns to the forge early, taking out his tools and last pieces of mithril to finish his project. Stoking the fires he places one of his mithril castings in the flames, taking it out with his bare hands and beating the glowing metal back onto itself. Once he has completed that, he takes out his ancient hammer and begins shaping curves in it to fit his body.
After a long while, the dwarf finally looks up and notices Blondie in the forge. He sets a few pieces of coal to stoke the fires and walks over. "Well met lass, what're ye fer? Needin' somethin' made, or just tryin' to find some respite from all the hustle and bustle?"
Blondie blinks then looks down shyly. "Actually Mister Tacky Sacks I wanted to know if you've found any of the large sparklies that don't have that many lines in it. (raw uncommon gems.)
"I founds a book that shows how I could put em into an emblem that would let me help lots of people at once." She then frowns, "but I've been looking many days and can't find any that haven't already been messed with."
Taklinn scratches his head for a moment, then bellows a loud belly laugh and says "I get what yer sayin' lass. Those aren't overly easy to come by these days, but I happen to have a few. He draws an axe from his belt and looks at it approvingly, then back to the fae. An' it ain't like I dont owe ye! He walks into his bedroom down the hall and begins slamming drawers and comes back a moment later with a small pouch in his hand. "These are all I have right now, but now that I know yer needin' them, I will try to proffer more of em fer ye!" He tosses the pouch to the faerie and goes back to complete his armor with renewed fervor, attaching buckles and leather straps to the front and back pieces of the armor, and fine tuning the fit.
A new day dawns to find Taklinn working hard in the forge yet again. He begins doing the same processes from the day prior on the other sheet of mithril he had cast, and fitting the plate for his back rather than his front...