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When we arrived at the Hephaestus cabin, I realized that almost everyone had a newly designed bunk, and was working on a new project. The cabin had been redesigned to have an armory added in. Glancing across the cabin, I noticed Tony, the head counciler of the cabin. He wasn't half bad-looking either. He had thick jet black hair a thin aftershave and brown eyes that made you take a breath. But aside from that, Tony was just a collegue. He never showed interest in girls- most children of Hephaestus didn't know how to speak to girl's much less how they "worked" whatever that meant.

Wiping his forehead, Tony approached us. He now had on workers gloves, a tanktop and a pair of oil-splotched pants.

"Hey, welcome to Hephaestus cabin, or as I like to call it, the workaholic's club. Where you come to play and I come to make!" Tony smiled, picking up a plastic cup of water. "What can I do for ya?"

"Xero, here wants a sword made out of imperial gold." I replied.
Turning, Tony glanced around. "I'm sorry but, we don't have the equiptment to produce a sword like that. Most of the imperial gold we had collected has brimmed down to ahand full of rings."

"I see." Xero gazed at the ground disappointed. "What kind of sword can you make then?"
Tony, dugg into a toolbelt and pulled out a draft of the same sword. "I can remake Max's sword, but it won't be pure gold, it will have speks of gold and be primarily bronze."

Nodding Xero accepted.

Pulling out a board of Celestial Bronze, Tony smiled. "Conner, Tristan. Get me the remains of Imperial gold we have around, I'll use that to forge a perfect combination blade."

Notes

A New weapon. . .
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