This open space within the Hedge has a floor of tamped down blackened earth, bordered mostly by Thorns but a few areas are a little more, reinforced. Hedgespun boards against the Thorns with clay packing facing inwards, the majority surround a lit forge. Dark grey stone with veins of blue that glow with the heat make up said forge.

A tarp has been placed next to the forge, covered in filthy teeth and claws Circe had pried from slain briarwolves. The Fairest organizing them worries that the change in color is due to rot. Also with them is Circe's prior wooden armor failures. The elfin Fairest is wearing long boots, gloves, and a blacksmith apron for her safety. She's also several water bottles to make sure she doesn't pass out plus a water bin for the cooling process.

Failures she had learned from mind you. And was currently going to use as fuel for the fire, figuring it would help. Mostly because Wyrd logic was odd. Circe knew better of what she was doing now. Did she even need the wood as part of this?

Nope

Date Action Roll Result
2021-01-07 10:36:25 [01] Circe rolls 5 to Boney Plate Armor (10 Again) 5, 2, 4, 2, 6 failure
       





Okay, maybe she did. The wood went into the flames, bone into the pan, and "melting" commensed. Then on to the tongs and anvil.

Done
Date Action Roll Result
2021-01-07 10:36:25 [06] Circe rolls 5 to Boney Plate Armor (10 Again) 8, 8, 4, 3, 6 2 successes
2021-01-07 10:36:25 [05] Circe rolls 5 to Boney Plate Armor (10 Again) 3, 4, 9, 3, 7 1 success
2021-01-07 10:36:25 [04] Circe rolls 5 to Boney Plate Armor (10 Again) 7, 5, 8, 2, 4 1 success
2021-01-07 10:36:25 [03] Circe rolls 5 to Boney Plate Armor (10 Again) 7, 7, 3, 8, 9 2 successes
2021-01-07 10:36:25 [02] Circe rolls 5 to Boney Plate Armor (10 Again) 7, 6, 10, 7, 5, 10, 6 2 successes
       




An hour and a half of work. That is how much it took to get this spun up.

In a burst of steam she cooled it. The elfin Summer didn't have to do it because Hedgespun but it was mental. If she thought it helped then Circe figured it meant it helped. The end result was less than Circe had hoped for. Whilst she did get a solid looking piece of metal from mortal eyes it was not spectacular by fae sight. Then there was the fact it was surprisingly supple, not as restrictive as Circe expected it to be.

But Circe was hoping that she'd get a proper set of armor, not just covering for the chest. She'd need more things to make more. Circe sighed, "I need ta find a market. Or a safari. Hmm," she ponders on that.