Nick saw that beyond the open door awaited a strange white room that was filled with glowing silver equipment of all sorts that gave off a delicate but powerful feeling. From hammers to ring molds the room had everything that the crafting style told him he might need and then loads more. Nick wasted no time walking into the room and was startled when the door closed behind him and he felt a foreign energy sink into his body from all directions. Nick didn't panic as he instinctively knew somehow that this was merely the acclimatization that everyone who enters the astral realm undergoes so that the next time they do it doesn't cause a scene.-
The process was over in about a minute after which time Nick started to examine each of the tools to see if there was anything different about them but quickly figured out that there was nothing. 'Alright so first I need to decide on a design for the ring , luckily there is several designs premade.' Nick thought with a grin as he moved over to the ring molds sitting on a shelf at the side of the room. There were five total for him to choose from but only two of them were acceptable to nick since the others were designed to house stone settings.-
Of the two remaining one was a simple band without any flourishes that appealed to Nick due to it's discretion. He of course remembered that he could create the ring with the ability to go ignored , but that would make this forging session even harder than normal if not impossible since he was definitely not as skilled as celebrimbor was with the style even though he has full knowledge of it.-
The second option was designed as a bird with its wings spread with the wings creating the band around the finger. Nick didn't need to think all that much to immediately drop this from the choices since it very much stood out. With the choice made Nick grabbed the mold and brought it over to the infused smelter that would melt down whatever was placed into it and fill the crucible with only the best mixture for forging. Into this device Nick placed the galleon as well as the goblin silver ingot and stuck his palm against the magic power source.-
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Doing this not only infused the metal with his magic raising it's affinity to him but also powered the machine. This was an efficient process that only took five minutes to complete leaving a white gold alloy heavily favored to the silver with a loss of about half the pre-smelted material which stung a bit but was acceptable. Nick grabbed the crucible with the special tongs located on the side of the machine and carefully poured the molten metal into the mold but frowned when he was left with half of the material and so made a split second decision to grab the bird ring mold as well.-
'I'll leave the extra as a blank for later forging.' he thought as the mold accepted the rest of the molten metal. Nick then waited for ten minutes for the metal to harden in the mold before he moved it over to the anvil and cracked the simple band ring mold open causing the still red hot ring to fall onto the anvil with a melodic "TING!". Nick grabbed the small special hammer and tongs nearby and took a deep breath before he started to move his spirit according to the crafting method.-
His clothes billowed as though buffeted by wind that didn't actually exist as his spirit manifested as a sort of bright white aura around him. Nick knew this was a result of his sloppy execution of the technique and quickly worked to bring the manifestation under control and limit it to his arms as the crafting method demanded. It was hard and uncomfortable for Nick as he was literally commanding his very soul which was not a natural thing to do. Being in the astral realm where soul could manifest easily helped but it was still not a simple matter.-
It took him nearly an hour during which he kept the ring hot in the forge but not melted. once done he finally started his forging while pushing the will to protect his mind into the metal with each hammer strike. Hours came and pasted but Nick remained in place striking the ring over and over again until finally he heard a dull hum coming from the ring proving he was successful and he had to grab the anvil to stabilize himself as the exhaustion hit him all at once. "I name you "Sanar" after the very thing you were created to defend!" Nick said with a surprising amount of authority and the ring stopped humming as it accepted it's name.
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