[Silane, I want to change sothing.] Kothar said, as he looked at the design of the helt, it was simple, a molded single piece of Titanite, angular in shape to remain consistent with the design of the rest of the armor, with a molded set of holes to either side of the lower portion, which would allow Kothar to intake air easily whilst still wearing the mask from his Multiplanar Armor beneath.
[What! What do you want to change? Kothar, the armor is perfect as is, and you already agreed to-] Silane had been so caught up in the process of crafting the armor that she was caught off guard, thinking that Kothar had changed his mind about sothing important.
[No, no. It's not like that, Silane.] Kothar interrupted her, consoling her, before continuing.[ I want to change the design of the helt. I want it to resemble the mask that Lucio carved for as much as possible, seeing as how effective of a tool it beca on the battlefield.]
[Oh. Okay, that's fine then, I was worried you wanted to completely overhaul sothing.] Silane sighed, and imdiately began changing the blueprint, changing the structure of the helt.
Now, while retaining its angular appearance, the helt had a savage grin, the intake for Kothar's breathing air ford into an open mouth, complete with a twisting tongue and curved fangs.
There was the broad nose, as well as the two glaring eyes, which Silane had enlarged, and now lay extended from the middle of the helt all the way to the side, with small holes at the very center of the pupil for Kothar to peer through.
[Alright, that's good enough for .] Kothar said, and picked up a ingot of Titanite, preparing to form the armor.
[Before you begin, how about you shave your head, just so I can start assembling the armor using the robotic arms.] Silane said, with a cheerful tone, she knew that Kothar didn't like shaving his head so the electrodes could attach, but she also knew that Kothar would probably damage the tiny components if he tried to assemble wiring and more delicate portions himself.
[Alright. I probably need a trim anyway.] Kothar groaned, and went over to the large barrel of water that he kept within the hideout.
His reflection was clear in the water, thanks to the shining sunlight coming through the entrance.
Kothar hair was now at his shoulder, the shaggy curls caked with soot and gri from the days of forging he had been doing.
Even his face was sooty and grimy, obscuring most of his features, with only his piercing blue eyes shining out from the dirt.
Kothar took his short blade, and shaved off the hair, deciding to completely cut off all of his hair, slicing off chunks at first, to get it shorter, before shaving it off close to the skin, so that the electrodes could firmly contact his scalp.
Then, he washed his face, revealing his pointed noise, the only part of his features that resembled Ophil, and the rest of his angular and firm face, looking almost exactly like TAm.
He had a light beard and mustache now, and he shaved those off too, and as he looked at his reflection, he was reminded of the days when he was a fresh in the Sentinels, where every young soldier had to keep their heads and faces shaven.
"Hmmph.'' Kothar sighed, and picked up the strange looking helt, and placed it on his head.
Already, Silane had started slowly moving the robotic arms in the cavern above, testing out and becoming familiar with the motions again.
Kothar carried all of the components up to the cavern, sweeping aside the bits of wood that he had yet to clean up.
After setting them all down where Silane instructed him to, he headed back down to his anvil, where he could begin forging the helt.
From above, the whirring and grinding noise beca louder and louder, as Silane picked up speed, and Kothar wanted to start hamring as soon as he could, if only to drown out the distracting noises from above.
This was quite a bit more difficult, thanks to the fact that Kothar had to shape out every one of the fangs, the twisting tongue, and the shape of the eyes into the helt.
Kothar decided that instead of trying to forge the complicated expression, he would make a thicker helt, forge into a rough shape, and then compress his Plasma blade down to a razor thin line, and basically carve out the shape of the final piece.
To do this, Kothar first had to lt down a few ingots, so that he could make the piece thick enough so that pieces of it could be shaved away.
After lting them down and allowing the larger ingot to cool, Kothar started hamring it out, thinning out the ingot, and slowly forming the spherical shape.
The inside portion had to be slightly larger than his head, and it had grooves within ti to allow Kothar's mask from his Multiplanar equipnt to slot in side and stay flush with the armor.
An entire day of hamring later, the rough shape of the helt had been ford, and Kothar then fired up his Plasma Blade, compressing down to a thin line, and started shaving portions off of the armor.
During this part oft he process, he had to be extrely careful, as slicing of even a centiter too much would completely ruin the helt, so he took his ti with each piece.
Chunks of Titanite fell away, making small 'clink' sounds as they fell to the ground, and gradually, a terrifying face erged from the chunk of rough Titanite.
There were the fangs, the glaring eyes, the thrust out tongue and the almost vertical eyebrows.
The angular shape of the helt made the face look more bestial than on the mask, and only added ot its terrifying appearance.
[Kothar, you're finished. Co up here and try on the armor!]
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