Ferril: Hmm, a cipher hidden in the sigh of the blade? That sounds like a poetic wish rather than a workable craft. The metal doesn’t sigh, it feels. If you want a secret message, you gotta carve it, not hope it whispers itself. And if it does, I’d have to temper it until that whisper matches the edge’s heartbeat. You can’t just expect a sword to encode words on its own—it's as stubborn as the steel itself.

Carving a whisper into steel is a noble aim, but steel resists being silenced. If you want it to feel natural, you must treat the metal like a living thing, let it breathe before you press your blade. Every groove must echo the blade’s own pulse, or it will sound like a shout in the wind. And remember, the finest codes are written by hand, not by the blade itself.