"...Alright, girl, describe how you want your sword. You can just call me Kjori," I say to the girl who is the swordswoman. Evelyn is sitting in a chair, rapidly reading the book I gave her, while I start to light the forge.
"Just call me Eve. I need a sword that's light but very sharp and good for thrusting. It can't be too thin, but it can't be too thick either, while still having an extremely resilient blade and tip."
"It also needs to withstand violent impacts and explosions, as well as be capable of handling high temperatures. It needs to disperse the impact from my strikes well, which are quite... severe."
"The blade needs to be large, but not too large. I think 95 centimeters is perfect. It also needs to have a balanced center of mass because, although I use thrusts a lot, I still use more standard strikes and defenses that involve redirecting blows."
