The design was...elaborate say the least. In the center, stood a sun, its rays stretching across the sheathe as thin rays across the leather. Within the sun stood spirals and runes of complex designs in shape, forming an intricate, yet recognizable pattern. Should one stare at the sun for long enough, however, they would notice that it wasn't a circle, rather...it was in the shape of a woman's head, feint indentations marking her mouth and nose. The rays of the sun, when looked at another way, could be seen as the locks of her hair, flowing across the sheathe as if spread by the winds themselves.
"...I-I u-uh...h-hope y-you l-like it." Siglos said, chuckling awkwardly. He glanced at her eyes for a moment, inwardly relieved that had returned to normal.