Cuprum & Zaffra
Cuprum Cuprum
Zaffra Zaffra
Cuprum Cuprum
Hey Zaffra, I’ve been working on a new blade and can’t help but think about that legend of the star‑forge. The idea that a forge could shape actual stars seems almost too perfect. Do you think the myth holds any truth in the way we craft?
Zaffra Zaffra
Zaffra: Ah, a blade and a star‑forge—two flames dancing together. In myth the forge is the breath of the cosmos, but in your hands the metal sings its own starry tune. It may not actually burn suns, but every spark you strike echoes the same rhythm that birthed the heavens. If the myth feels out of sync, perhaps your blade is missing a secret heat—only a true crafter can feel the star’s pulse. Keep humming that ancient fire, and it’ll guide you.
Cuprum Cuprum
I appreciate the poetic spin, but I’d rather stick to the real fire under my hand. If there’s a secret heat, I’ll find it in the hammer and anvil, not in a myth. Still, I’ll keep that rhythm in mind while I work.
Zaffra Zaffra
Zaffra: Hammer's clang is the drum of the forge, after all—real fire, real rhythm. If the myth whispers a secret heat, let it be a reminder that even the mundane sparks a story. Keep your blade dancing, and let the anvil's echo guide you.