All That Glitters

[Nephrite]

"Oh, yes they are." Moore nods. "But really, you don't owe me anything, I'm happy to help. Nonetheless, I suppose it's the will of the Mountain that I found you, right?" Moore laughs a little as he takes the bracers off.

[Anastasia]

Thus the archon takes them and puts them to the flames, chanting in Celestial as he works them. "Oh mighty Raziel, bestow your blessings of war, so that all soldiers come home alive. Wise Sealtiel, unlock the gates of power seven times, so that all righteous protections flow from them."

Your bracers glow red with heat as the archon works - and then rapidly cool once he is done. "Here. It is my gift," he says, passing you the bracers.

Your bracers of armor improve from +7 to +8.

[Nephrite]

"Thank you very much." Moore offers a bow as he puts them back on. "If you or anyone else ever needs more inspiration, my name is Moore, I'm the Duke of Songs, I have a base at the... ugh, base, sorry, of the Mountain." He says.

[Anastasia]

"I will remember that, Your Grace," The archon bows to you once more at that.

[Nephrite]

"Be well. Whoever gets that armor is graced with exceptional quality." He says as he offers a wave before flying off to meander some more.

[Anastasia]

The rest of your trip is without incident and your path leads you back to Cresiel. His gear is worked on, pounded, enchanted. "Duke of Songs!" Raliel calls, "We are almost finished!"

The clang of metal on metal sounds, followed by a woosh of air and a ringing of bells. It is done.

"It is done," Raliel murmurs to himself, taking the hammer first. "Cresiel, this is now Aryina, a righteous weapon that shall crush the wicked beneath it. Wield it wisely."

Cresiel's warhammer is now a warhammer+5 with the holy special property.

[Nephrite]

Moore claps. "Wonderful! That's splendid." He nods his affirmation.

"This will be a boon to our cause for certain."

[Anastasia]

"Thank you," Cresiel echos, "I shall use them as you intend, for the eradication of evil and the protection of others."

"Aye, you will," Raliel agrees, Cresiel's shield next. "This is now Abbey Veil, a shield that shall never fail you. For even if it is broken, it will reform as strong as ever." The shield is now a gleaming gold with a red V sigil down the middle, "Wield it with honor, Cresiel."

Cresiel's shield is now a heavy steel shield+7. It reassembles if broken, as if made of aurorum.

[Nephrite]

"How wonderful." Moore says. "What a nice name, too."

[Anastasia]

"Celestia's will be done," Cresiel seconds, taking the shield and waiting.

"Finally, we have done the least to your chain shirt. Your Afina did marvelous work on it, we have simply enabled it further. It will prove receptive to further power as you grow, Cresiel." Raliel finishes, passing over the armor. It is unchanged, save for a single sigil of...

Do you have any sigil attached to Moore, Neph?

[Nephrite]

I'm not sure what you mean by sigil, so my guess is the answer is no.

[Anastasia]

Like a symbol, anything that represents you.

[Nephrite]

Not really, no. He's got his belt which has Erathaol's symbol on it. I mean I can BS something real quick if you want.

[Anastasia]

Go for it.

[Nephrite]

Dark blue background with a pure white musical note (o/' this kind) with three rings around it, with four larger rings further out, if that makes sense. So seven total, but three are close and four are far.