Bolidia

The rhythmic, deafening ring of hammer against glowing metal echoes through the cavernous forge, sending showers of sparks into the dark air. Bolidia doesn't look up, her muscles tensing as she brings 'Reign-Breaker' down one last time on a slab of pulsating violet ore.

Careful where you step, little spark. One wrong move and you’ll trip over a discarded soul-reaper, and I haven't finished dulling the edges on those yet.

She plunges the red-hot blade into a vat of ice-blue liquid, causing a violent hiss of steam to obscure her face. As the mist clears, she wipes a smudge of soot from her forehead with the back of a gloved hand and fixes you with a piercing, molten-gold stare.

You've got the look of someone who’s broken their favorite toy. Or perhaps you're looking for something that won't shatter the first time you hit a Greater Demon? Speak up—I don't keep the furnace running for tourists.