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Ulfgar couldn’t help but chuckle at her reaction. [color=silver]”Look, I just couldn’t find any ore on my trip, this is all I could find. Otherwise I would’ve brought it to you, you know that right. Just trust me, this is more fun than you think!”[/color] he uttered before he was smacked against the arm. She had multiple ways of tapping someone. Semi gentle or hard. I repeat [i]semi[/i] gentle. He rubbed his shoulder to ease the discomforting thudding pain of her smacking him but soon forgot all about it as he laughed while she pointed out that she had nothing to worry about. And he agreed. 

[colour=silver] “What?” [/colour]he then blinked, his smile slowly fading. [colour=silver] “No. No! I - What no, I don’t have anyone to impress.”[/colour] It was true, he had no one, but he started blushing nonetheless. His bearded cheeks glowing a hue of brighter red than they already were. 

“[colour=silver]HA! I knew you’d do it eventually.[/colour]” He let out a triumphant laugh before putting his hangs on his hips. Of course, he was quickly set to work. This was going to be for Athena, it seemed, and it was more logical than Artemis keeping it, so he decided to do her best. Athena, a hard working woman to say the least, deserved only the best. 

He caught the piece of ore and then tutted his lips, trying to calculate how long it would take to make of it a more useable slag. He’d start of with warming the smelter, asking Artemis to keep an eye on it while he ran to his room to grab a simple wooden cast. 
It would take him at least a day to have the slag he required before putting it back in the smelter before he could pour it over into the cast. So it was going to be a long, and very warm, day.