Veili shot the Headmaster a disbelieving look at the suggestion, but before he could get so much as a word in the girl seemed to jump on the opportunity. He matched her smirk with a scowl, sizing her up for real this time around since it didn’t look like she would just be a passing bystander anymore. If her appearance was anything to go by and he felt it was, the girl wouldn’t bat so much as an eye to his usual demeanor. That made things… annoying to put mildly because frankly, Veili didn’t do much more than intimidate those that weren’t his “friends”. And if that wouldn’t work on her…
With an annoyed sigh, he ran his free hand through his hair and grumbled something under his breath before turning around. He couldn’t help but suppress a shiver at the tone Elizabeth decided to use with him though, being so fake yet dripping with sweetness. He paused in his attempt to leave her behind and turned his head around to study her, weighing the pros and cons of handing his creation over to the girl. She obviously wanted to do more than just take a look at it, but maybe it would keep her from bothering him on the short trip to his client. He had a feeling she wouldn’t exactly relent until she got her hands on the sword. Pinching the bridge of his nose as he exhaled in displeasure, he flipped the weapon around so he was holding it by the tip of the blade.
“Don’t fuck around with it, I’d rather not have to explain to a client why their piece isn’t as supposed to be,” he muttered in annoyance as he unwrapped the cloth and then held the weapon out, handle first to Elizabeth. He wasn’t even sure what was so interesting about the sword to her, someone who had at least spent a few years in the Academy if the Headmaster’s comment about their ages was correct.
With the covering removed, the sword was on display for all to see, though frankly it wasn’t impressive. A simple horizontal handguard, an undecorated spherical pommel, leather wrapped around the handle, and a three foot blade. Perhaps someone with experience would be able to tell the weapon was substantially lighter than its size would suggest, but other than that there was seemingly nothing special about it. Unless of course someone was able to remember how easily Veili drove the piece through a good foot of earth. Or maybe they were simply observant. Then, if they were to scrutinize the piece they might just find the faint etchings that had been inlaid over the entire weapon’s blade. The rune itself wasn’t too complex, but the sheer size would have meant many hours of careful work. What it did was simple, maintain a razor sharp edge that would not dull, not unless magic was involved or the blade itself broke. And Veili had taken great lengths to make sure the wielder would break before the weapon itself did. He would never reveal what material the blade was made of, although an experienced Alchemist likely would have been able to analyze it, but suffice to say it was lightweight, yet many times stronger than the standard steel utilized by non-magical smiths.
