This is the main forge where anyone can come and make a weapon to use beware the kids of the forge gods don't like others messing around here.

Fira stood in the forge hammering away at heated metal and waiting for it to heat. The forge was one of the few places at camp she felt she belonged. It was just that she was older then the regular campers but more that it was a place that felt like home here. She had decided to return to camp only recently having gotten sick of having to constantly look over her shoulder all the time. She had also heard that Cassila and her sister had returned and hoped to catch up with her old friend. Cassila and Jace had disappeared after the end of the last war and Fira hadn't seen them since.

Chaos wondered into the forge looking for Hephaestus. He had broken his favorite sword and needed the god to fix it and place some more protective magic on it. He huffed when he looked around and there was only a girl in there. "Have you seen Hephaestus? The lazy arse should be here." He asks her, he hated waiting and wanted to get his sword fixed before he needed to use it again. Which he hoped wouldn't be soon but with the way things worked out he would probably need it again before too long, the Greeks and Roman's being alive seemed to make many people mad.

Fira didn't take her eyes off the metal she was heating in the furnace, knowing it was almost reading to take off the heat. She heard the mans words and shrugged, "no I haven't seen either Hephaestus or my father in a number of years. Is there anything I can help you with", she replied, not having any clue who she was talking to, but thinking it was just a demigod. She took the metal off the furnace making no move to put gloves on. Her blood being enough to protect her from the heated metal and fire alike. She picked up her hammer and beat at the metal until it cooled to much. She placed the half finished sword aside and took the time to look at who she was talking to. She froze for a moment, recognising him from the war, "my lord Chaos, I am sorry I meant no disrespect", she continued. The last thing she needed right now was to get on the wrong side of the gods. She had always strived to be in the good side of them and did not want that to stop now. She had taken her part in the last war to protect her friends and family.

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"Can you fix it?" He asked really annoyed that Hephaestus or Vulcan weren't around when he needed them. Chaos placed the two pieces of the sword onto the desk after they appeared in his hands. He scowled at the sword, why did it have to break when they weren't around, where the hell else were they? They should be here or on Olympus it was there job after all. He could use his other sword but it was rather destructive and caused more damage then was really acceptable.

He was angry why could the gods never be where he needed them to be? He scowled walking towards the door when she didn't answer his question, hoping that he could find another sword that hopefully worked for him but he didn't hold out much hope. He had to have that one specially made but even that hadn't stood up to the work out that he had put it through. He walked along the wall touching the weapons there to see if any 'spoke' to him he really hoped that he would find one and didn't have to revert to using Harbinger because the chaos that it wrought was amazingly bad. It did more damage then it helped solve.

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@fira

Fira raised an eyebrow at the god, "Now there is no need to take your annoyance out on me", she said as she moved to look at the sword. "Its not my fault that neither my father or his Greek counterpart aren't around", she continued, carefully taking the two parts of the sword into her hands. She was well aware it was likely a bad idea to talk to the god in such ways but she hadn't been able to help herself. She felt the power from the sword as soon as she picked it up. "I can fix the metal but having never worked on a godly weapon, I don't know if it will have any effect on the powers", she replied to his question. She hated admitting faults but she saw no other choice but to.

She watched the god as he looked at other swords. "I could attempt to make you something knew but I haven't got the power to enchant a new weapon." She wanted to help but she wasn't sure what she could do really. She wasn't even sure if the god would want a sword designed or worked on by a demigod. After all she was only human and could make mistakes.

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"Fine, just fix it the best you can, I'm rusty but I can add the enchantments back onto the sword if your fixing it gets rid of them." He tells her a bit disgruntled at her tone but he knew that she was right it wasn't her fault when he found the kids, Hep and Vulcan he would give them a piece of his mind.

"You might as well do both I will of course pay you for your time, If you could make me a new sword along with mending te old one, throwing daggers and maybe a lance." He tells her after thinking it over to make sure he hadn't missed anything he wanted.

He tallyed up how much he would pay Hep or Vulcan for that amout of work adding a little more because he could afford it and he didn't like paying more when Hep or Vulcan did it beacuse they were always we annoying about it but being a demigod she probably didn't have much money and he would feel bad about ripping her off.

"I'll pay you 1500 american for the work, when ever you finish a piece just call and I'll come and collect it, if you accept the job that is." He tells her.

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