"Yeah, yeah," Janius admitted. "There air's just thick in here."

It was all they needed to stop complaining and wait patiently. Apart from Rhazii, who tapped his foot and sighed over and again.

Narsi spoke up to no one in particular after a while. "Momma told me orc girls have to learn how to smith." She had a neutral face. "Never could. Not enough gold. Do you think they would teach me here?" She turned to Julan and Rhazii.

"Sure," Rhazii responded immediately. "You'd just have to ask. And put the time and effort in. Training to fight's hard, but smithing always looks exhausting-"

The door they waited by creaked open. Everyone turned to look at it. The dull clink of mail was just loud enough over the sound of the forges.

Everyone took their time getting over the initial silent awe and pieced together what they were looking at.

As per usual, Janius had the first thing to say. "What manner of Daedra is this?" He laughed. "Surely you just stepped out of another world!"

"That's the bones," Rhazii realised. "It's dragon bones!"

"You look invincible, Meesei," Sabine remarked.

"Is this truly dragon bone, Blue-Shield?" Fendros asked with astonishment. "How long were you working on this? Is this from the bones we found here or the one Sabine slew?"