Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170406225247/@comment-30014014-20170408014535

"Not bleeding, but strangely attuned to arcane. Hmm...a container should do it." Oscar carefully puts his shield before the hand, as 'a main' 'rune' surrounded by 4 smaller ones write themselves to existence, seemingly holding the foreign power within if it was leaking out.

''Meanwhile, the mithril knight quickly rushes back to his forge and begins to assemble a container with the outer layers of silver metal. The inner layers of the frames were constructed from an arcane tempered glass, the later then brought back to the kitchen.''

''Oscar steps in his arcane seal and carefully puts the hand in the box, his own gauntlets enchanted for resistance. With that done, he puts the box 'besides' the counter as he begins to prepare the set he thought of.''

''A good one hour later, he slowly walks back to the forgery sector, laying the pancakes next to a sleeping Shira. "The things my mind are making me do..." he whispers before slowly stepping away, to better observe the hand...''