A particular set of skills

As always, Artorias never kept him waiting long and the Lord of Cinder was prompt to greet him at the border. The azure man joined him in the shade and commented on his frequent visits despite his hatred of the weather and questioned whether he was here to schedule a rematch. Deimos scoffed and chuckled with a grin at that. "There will certainly be a rematch one day, but that's not what I made the trek for today." He knew his wolves were untested and given their lack of experience he felt like they did fairly well for themselves, but seeing the Hallows wolves at work did certainly show him what they needed to strive for.

"I'm actually here to seek out your skills with weapon making," he added, deciding to get right to business. "We're coming up on my children's' first birthday and I'd like to commission something for my daughter, Darika. She has shown an interest in learning to fight with a blade and since she is also my heir I want to get her something special that she can take with her into her future ruling of the pack." He had a couple ideas in mind, but he knew Artorias would certainly know best when it came to the construction and functionality of a sword so he wanted to leave it partially in his paws and creative freedom as well.

"Deimos Mendacium"