It was a little cloudy outside on Floor One when Koga stepped into the Ring and Sword. Today, he was gonna craft that damn perfect dagger. The man set to work immediately, pumping bellows, heating steel, and hammering it into shape. The first couple tries went poorly...the third however...Koga held up his craft, looking down the length of the blade. a slow smile spread across hi face. This was it! Perfect. Even if no one ever bought or used it, he was happy with the fact he'd crafted it. It was