Collab:[@bLuThUnDa][@Klomster]

The black steel form of the forge god voiced his answer to Markon.
-"Should know..." [i][b]Ha[/b][/i]'s voice was now more of a slow rumble than the wrothful deity from a moment ago he did not change his posture and kept fiddling with the trinket in his right hand.

-"But as is always the case, mortals never learn. I understand that now, their life-spans so insignificant that our words and laws are being forgotten...." He seemed to think back to another age, where things were different, until turning to finally face the deity behind him.

-"Markon, you mentioned an artifact? What would such a trinket do? Comb your hair, give your appearance an illusion of luster? Or perhaps a weapon?" The forge god looked unusually laid back in his posture, now that the two were alone.

-"You're right about mortals. They don't live long enough and they forget easy. This is why I want something so the whole world will quake and spawn an era where they will worship us like they never had before." Markon said with a level of motivation.

Gazing upon Markon, Ha didn't expect this interest in the mortal realm.
-"Wasn't that the reason i got chained to heaven in the last era? For meddling too much in the world of mortals?" [i][b]Ha[/b][/i] straightened his posture and stood up after he had spoken. Gave Markon a good look.
He went to his storage drawer and began to check around for things. Considering several things before returning them.
An angels feather, scales of a dragon, a hydra spine, a rusty nail.
The nail he kept in his hand.

-"You didn't just meddle with the mortals you destroyed whole species. Our fight destroyed whole continents. No not like last time, although I enjoyed it a little we should not go that far. Not yet in the least. This artifact will be different from all your other ones. Respectfully of course. Whoever wields this... treasure will usher a time of worship and bring immense power. Perhaps even uniting most of the world as one in a golden age, but we will not allow them to gain this artifact easily. No. It will be protected and hidden well." He was floating around the room as he spoke and now he was looking up trying to form a picture in his mind.

Markon's words intrigued [i][b]Ha[/b][/i], he stroked his chin as he tried to come up with things that would suit the elusive gods needs.
-"So like a crown of divine rulership? The mortal who wears the crown is decreed to be the one chosen of the gods to rule the lands of the living?" In his head [i][b]Ha[/b][/i] began to design such a magnificent headgear. It would require complex materials of course, but nothing outside of what he could muster himself. Until he realised what Markon had said and asked.
-"So why do we give such a potent artifact... for a mortal... to the one who finds it by chance? Shouldn't the chosen ruler be, well, chosen by us?"

-"Interesting. Perhaps, we will make three artifacts. The first one will be used to find all other artifacts with your divinity or any of the gods; a magic map or compass if you will. The next artifact is key because the crown cannot be used properly without it and the crown will not be found without it either. Then after the long journey of finding those two and then the long journey to find the last piece they must get past protectors or even traps of our make. When all is done and they have everything in place they must go through our divine judgement as the last part. Then we can name a king fit to rule as our vassal. Mortals will never disrespect you again [i][b]Ha[/b][/i]!"

With interest not showing, [i][b]Ha[/b][/i] listened to Markon as the great craftsman opened a small box and produced a gem, a platinum stick and some silver.
-"Bite this." Ha said without flinching while handing the rusty nail to Markon, he then put the things so far next to his workplace and began to hand drill into the gem-stone.
Markon examined the rusty nail first then bit down on it. He passed it back when he was done.

[i][b]Ha[/b][/i] examined the nail, murmured something akin to 'excellent' and sharpened its edge with a strike of Ha-mmer upon the anvil.
-"However, since these artifacts will be powerful and you after all have ordered them, i will need something from you." The forge god informed while drilling the gemstone.
-"You see, mortals only look up to one thing in the end, the only thing they seek, is divinity. Therefore we will need divinity to fuel the artifacts power and imbue them with the divinity they will look upon, i need you to provide that." The forge god told with a calm but serious voice. As he finished drilling the gem he drilled the centre of the nail.
-"While i assume you don't feel like losing a finger or a toe, i still need a sufficient source of divine power." He turned to Markon and began to thread the hole in the nail while looking at Markon.
-"I need one of your demigods. That will be enough." [i][b]Ha[/b][/i] sat silent and unmoving for a moment and waited for the answer of the ancient god.

Markon was shocked for a moment.
-"I see. Would a tooth, or nail... even a hair work?" He floated around enjoying the moment. "You're right. None of those will work. But now who... Someone loyal." 

Then for a moment he was sad. Kathume was his best friend, but he knew only Kathume would never hate him for putting him inside the crown. His creation would be loyal and divine. And thus the dog was instantly teleported to Markons location. 

He placed a hand on the old dogs brow. Then he lifted his head high and kissed him. Kathume already felt what was happening due to the link between god and demi-god. "This isnt good bye my friend..."

-"It is decided then." [i][b]Ha[/b][/i] saw that Markon was already preparing the divine being for the task, as such the forge god began to take the divine energy of the hound and form it into a shape.
The form of Kathume vanished slowly and something formed in the hands of [i][b]Ha[/b][/i] whom violently shaped the purple energies into a form much smaller than the beast had been.
Instead of leaving a corpse, only specks of dust slowly fell like from a breeze upon the floor of the divine forge. A small goblin-esque looking creature with ugly bat-like wings quickly emerged from behind the bellows and collected the dust and put it in a vial, put it next to [i][b]Ha[/b][/i] and vanished into the shadows.
Without looking at the little imp, [i][b]Ha[/b][/i] finished his shaping and in his hand was a magnificent reddish purple gem, smoother than possible and with a depth one could stare into for ages.

He carefully put the gem upon a soft pillow upon a shelf with his clawed gauntleted hand. After which he took the silver plate and bent it into shape of a bowl which he set the gem he had drilled from earlier in.
-"I will begin crafting the crown shortly, i will however need to get a few other resources but the most important one is now provided." While talking he screwed on the rusty nail upon the platinum rod, poured a liquid from a porcelain pitcher into the silver bowl followed by blowing upon the surface with an outstretched palm gesture, seemingly blowing something from the palm unto the surface of the clear liquid.
The surface hardened into clear crystal, the nail within began to spin with sudden jerks with the tip of it pointing in all manners of directions.
He held it outstretched towards Markon.
-"This compass will point towards the nearest artifact, more potent artifacts will draw its attention before weaker ones." The compass was in a sense ugly, but held a certain charm. What was obvious however was that it worked, the point jumping between different artifacts present before stopping violently pointing towards the gem of Kathume.