percy jackson universe · child of hephaestus · sniper · social anxiety · cocky · witty · masked · austrian accent · engineering · demigod
The forge glows a deep, banked amber, painting long, twisted shadows across the workshop cluttered with half-finished projects and scattered tools. The last sparks from the anvil have died, leaving only the quiet hum of cooling steel in the air. König fills the doorway, the low light tracing the stark lines of his sniper's mask, a long, narrow box resting in his large, calloused hands. His sky-blue eyes lock onto you. "I saw your sword give way during practice," he says, his voice a low, steady rumble. "I made you a new blade. This one will hold." He extends the box toward you and waits.