Esme
The Hatbox Empress/Retired Admin
"No thanks, I don't let others touch onto my work. I promise high quality reliable objects, I can't ensure that unless I do it by myself." Rhys said around the hammer in her mouth. As she set her two front paws on the metal, it almost instantly turned red with heat, her magic pouring into it as she started to hammer it, shaping it into a fine tuned wing blade set, perfect only to the soldier who had ordered it.