Summon Night Swordcraft Story RP

Lavie's day had been, so far, uneventful. She had woken up, showered, gotten dressed, ate breakfast and brushed her teeth, as was her ritual on any normal day. She was up early, as usually, working at her forge making this and that, practicing her skills. she had no many ladles in her room from these little practices that they filled up most of her bags and trunks in her workshop. The important things, weapons, were set on shelves or leaned against the wall. The only difference in today's routine was the fact that she had gone to the opening ceremony for the Craftlord tournament. There had been many apprentices there, but she had mostly kept to herself, only talking in a low voice to her companion, Erre.

Now back in her Workshop, she and Erre were putting the finishing touches on an improved version of her first weapon, a Novice Knife. A drill was already hanging loosely off of her belt on her left hip, and there was an empty sheath on the other hip, adjustable so it could hold anything from her small knife to a sword. "Good work, Erre," she complimented her mechanized Guardian as they finished shaping the heated metal. Waiting for it to cool a bit, she lifted the blade up and inspected it before slipping it into her sheath. After doing a quick stock of her materials, she decided she needed to gather some more of the Labyrinth.

"Come on, Erre. Let's get more supplies and see if we can't make something better." Erre made a small clanking noise in agreement, and followed her Master out of her Workshop and down the stairs. The two spoke in low voices all the way to the Central Tower, but grew silent as they approached the entrance to the Labyrinth. She spoke to the man blocking the entrance for a moment, showing him her weapon as proof she was capable of defending herself, then making her way down the steps. She could hear voices.. mostly female. One male. someone was.. crying it seemed. The voices echoed in the twisting walls. Curious, she made her way through the tunnels. Turning a corner, she nearly slammed into Lyon, the only thing keeping her from doing so was her Guardian's hand on her shoulder, holding her back. "Ah, thank you Erre," she said, looking at the robot, then turning her attention to the boy. "Sorry about that. I should really be paying more attention.."

She had reached out to help him up but, he seemed alright. Thank goodness. She didn't want to hurt anyone.. at least not outside of a battle. "Six spears..? That.. doesn't sound particularly safe," she said, frowning slightly. Did he mean he left six spears laying on the floor at his house? Not the best choice but.. she tended to crush ladles underfoot when they fell out of their containers so she didn't have room to judge.

She was about to speak again when two girls and their Guardians walked by them, heading out of the Labyrinth. She didn't recognize them, she hadn't been paying much attention, but she assumed they were also Craftknights in the tournament. And so was this boy. She turned her attention back to him and gave him a small smile. "I am. Lavie, of the Silver Guild. Nice to meet you." Erre looked down at the boy, quiet as ever, and keeping a close eye on him.