Discoveries

Sericea squints at the leather Zagan has given her, a puzzled frown playing at the corners of her mouth. She's never worked with this material before, and she can't help but feel a touch of apprehension as she considers the task at hand. But of course, she doesn't voice her uncertainty. Instead, she watches Zagan's demonstration closely, her green eyes never leaving his alleged project.

Once certain she has grasped the gist of it, Sericea picks up the piece of leather with renewed determination and a wry grin playing on her lips. Her first attempts are clumsy, the indentations she makes too shallow or uneven, but she catches on quickly enough. Soon, the leather under her careful attention houses three neat little hollows in which the gemstones would rest. “Like that?” She asked, offering up her work for her adoptive brother to examine.

"Sericea Praetor-Inferos"