Bell wondered what his new blacksmiths were like. He is currently walking by the road out in the open fields in his cloak with his hood covering his head and carried a map given to him by his grandparents. He followed the mark on his map to the Motsongir Familia HQ.
Feeling he is close, Bell looked away from his map and found himself staring his desired destination. Unlike most Headquarters he has seen back in Orario. Motsongir Familia looked like a fortress with massive walls surrounding the stone buildings there endless producing smoke.
"So this is the Nidavellir." Bell said to himself.
He took a deep breath and moved forward to the gate. Bell saw two guards at the gate. He stopped as he came close to the guards.
"Take of the hood and state your business here?" one of them demanded.
Bell removed his hood revealing his red dyed hair and said. "I'm Arthur Morningstar and I am here for my armor and to meet my contracted blacksmiths."
"Well then Arthur," The Guard seemed skeptical. "Do you have any official claims?"
"I actually, I do." Arthur (Bell) took out a paper contract with the three seals of Zeus, Hera and Motsongir Familias as well as their signatures.
The Guard was surprised. "Well good for you."
The other Guard raised his at colleagues on top of the walls. Seeing the signal, they shouted to open up the gate. The portcullis had been lifted and Bell went inside.
He noticed people that were testing weapons by either bending it for it's durability or hitting objects of wood or rocks. Bell had a hunch that he will find Brokk and Eitri in the main building. As soon he entered, Bell felt the heat of many forges that occupied by the smiths as they heating up and hammering down on the weapons they are forging.
He didn't know the descriptions of the two brothers. All he ever knew was that they are dwarves and kept wandering.
"Hey!" he head a faint voice through the sounds of hammers and steams.
Bell followed where voice came and saw a dwarf in a smithing uniform waving his hand at him. He approached him and dwarf greeted.
"A little bird told me that ye came look for us?" The dwarf offered his hand for shake. "Arthur Morningstar is it?"
"Yes, my grandparents sent to meet with you and brother to get the armor," Arthur took the hand to shake. "And may ask which brother are you?"
"Oh forgive me lad," He slapped his forehead. "I'm Eitri, co-captain of Motsongir Familia and if yer here for the armor as well. Then follow me, mah brother is waiting for us."
Bell followed Eitri to a large door and noticed the large Familia sigil on it. The sigil composed of hammer and on the cheek is an anvil with fire on top. Eitri pushed door opened.
"Brokk!" Eitri called out. "He's here!"
The dwarf who happens to be sleeping on his chair with his feet on the table jumped at the voice of his brother.
"Wah!" Brokk fell from his seat and groaned.
He got and spotted Eitri and Arthur. Brokk got up and patted himself to knock off the dust. He approached and inspected Arthur.
"So he's the one?" Brokk looked at him from head to toe. "He seems quite young, probably in his early teens I reckon."
"Yes," Bell responded. "I'm only 14."
"Huh, still got much to grow in the following years." Brokk said.
Eitri continued. "And will be making ya the best equipment we could make, just as Hera promised... or more like demanded."
"I hope she didn't frightened the two of you."
"Pffft," Brokk scoffed. "Sure that Goddess of yers is quite the difficult and scary woman anyone has ever met. But we're grateful to her for lending Lord Motsingr a hand to lay the foundations of what we are now."
"And before show you the armor," Eitri spoke. "Do ye have the Beast's gravestone?"
"This?" Arthur streched out his hand and the sword appeared manifested out of his tattoo and into his grasp.
"Ah our Magnum opus." Brokk marveled at sight of his sword.
"Beast's grave stone huh." Arthur looked at his massive sword before dispelling it.
"Lord Motsongir suggested it," Eitri spoke. "I'm sure Zeus and Hera told about all the details about the sword. A shame I always hoped the Dragon would fall by the blade and instead it gave that."
"And ye can't be an Equalizer without any protection." Brokk moved to a set of curtains and followed by Eitri.
The brothers moved the curtains away revealing his new armor. The red dyed rabbit inspected the armor from top to bottom. The armor and gauntlets are gray with gold accents with a single shoulder pad on the on the right shoulder. On the waist is a gold belt buckle and with a red fabric that mostly covers the left leg. Unlike most parts of the armor, the pair boots are leather with metal poleyns and covering the shin and toes are also metal.
"Impressive craftsmanship," Bell Commented. "I don't know about the gold though, But I don't mind. Anyway what's it made of?
"Glad ye asked kid," Brokk said. "The metal platings are made of Wolfram."
"Or to some people would call it tungsten and it's durable capabilities can rival to that of Durandal." Eitri continued.
"Well if it's that strong then how come it's not being used by other Familias especially the Smithing Familias like Hephaistos or Gonibu?"
"It's one of the rarest metal on Earth," Eitri answered. "People still think Durandal is the only strongest metal to ever be discovered ever since the begining of the age of Gods."
"Do your customers know?" Bell raised an eyebrow.
"In the early days of our Familia no one knew about Wolfram and weren't interested at that material, even us" Eitri answered. "That is until Hera presented it and gave it to our predecessors."
" "The lesser people know about Wolfram, the better" that's what she said." Brokk grinned.
"Huh". Bell became surprised at the role Hera played to Motsongir Familia's ascension. He noticed that Brokk went to nearby workbench and picked a double edged dagger and attached to the pummel is a chained coiled in his hand.
"A token for our contract," Brokk presented him to it.
Bell took it and inspected it. He could tell that the point is extremely sharp and both chain and spear had magical runes.
"What is this?" Bell asked as he spin the weapon by the chain.
"A spear version of the Far East's Kusarigama," Brokk answered and his brother continued. "It's basically a chain spear and thanks to the runes we engraved it upon. It has the ability to store in magic and release it to the point. You can do magic right?"
The rabbit remained silent and noticed a wooden training dummy across the room. Bell spined the chain spear faster and faster as the whirling sound began to grow louder. Brokk and Eitri took step back from Bell. Bell directed the spear to dummy with all the momentum he has gathered and struck the dummy by it's chest so strong that it slammed back to the wall.
Bell mentally casted Firebolt and true to Eitri's words, the magic traveled through the runed chain and reached to the spear. Fire spell burst within dummy scattering it's burnt remains across the room and leaving large charcoal mark to the dummy once stood.
Bell's eyes were big as a saucer and looked around at the mess he made. He turned to the brothers and said.
"Sorry about the mess."
"No worries, this happens all the time and why do you think Lord Motsongir gave us a personal smithing room," Eitri assured. "Also Brokk has caused more than plenty of messes right behind our backs."
"Don't throw me under the carriage Brother!"
Bell became amused as the brothers began to argue. He pulled the spear into his grasp and looked at his reflection.
'I wonder things are going on with Ais and the others?' Bell wondered.
In Orario
Freya was standing in her personal room glaring at the city in somewhat sociopathic way. She had seen what they had done, what they took, and what they ruined. She just wants to burn the entire city in the ground and with a sickening glee while giving out the loudest maniacal laugh, so loud that both Heaven and Hell will hear it.
But alas, Freya is many things but reckless isn't one of them. She can't bring down entire city with just a lone level 7 and even if she could where is the fun in that. The Goddess would prefer to make every single soul in Orario suffer slowly as possible.
She heard footsteps coming to her and said. "Ottar."
The Boaz shivered at the sound of her voice and manage to speak clearly. "We have found on where the culprit lives?"
"Have you also found out about how this culprit manage fool to an entire city of imbiciles?"
"No," He said with Freya glaring him in the eye and he swallowed his fear and continued. "We will bring the culprit over to you, before we hand him over to-
Ottar stopped his sentence not by Freya raising her hand or he has been told to. He stopped because the way she smiled. The kind of smile that befits for someone who thirsts for blood.
The captain was not only loyal to her out of love as a Goddess of love. But also out of fear as Goddess of war, a side which is rarely shown to all of Orario.
"You hand him over to me?" She smiled. "That is so sweet of you! I'm glad that you and the other children aren't worth punishing."
Ottar never said a word regarding to Bell being a traitor. In fact, his instincts was telling that something was off. He was surprised at adventurers like Finn had taken the bait.
The other higher ranks of the Familia didn't said anything regarding about Bell. It was probably they were so disgusted that he wasn't even worth mentioning and pretended that he didn't even existed in the first place.
But that all quickly changed when Freya came back to Folkvangr. The first words that she said was that Bell wasn't a traitor. They were surprised, the first to speak against was Allen and Freya shot him with a glare that almost made piss his pants.
Everyone in the Familia took as a warning from the Goddess. And all of them were thankful that they had dodge a bullet of divine wrath. But the same can not be said for the City of Fools as the Hammer of Judgment is being lifted up over Orario before it hits it's mark and no one will be spared.