A few moments later, Siglos slowly descended from the Cathedral, hopping across the air with his enchanted boots. He landed a few feet away, stumbling slightly as he failed to secure his footing. He looked...calmer, somehow. His time alone within the forge seemingly helped the man calm down from his previous outbursts. Before rejoining the group, he had taken another shower, a pleasant lavender scent wafting from his freshly washed clothes. His hair was tied within the same hair tie Jeanne had given him on their first mission, wrapped tightly in an ashen grey ponytail. Enchanted rings covered multiple fingers on his hands, inadvertently giving him a somewhat gaudy appearance.
Within his bag, lay the fruits of his labor, the man having managed to create multiple refined enchantments for some of the items within his storage. Many of them had some basic utility to them, the man focusing more on practicality instead of some of the more superfluous items he occasionally created. He was wearing one such item now; a small ring situated on the finger of his left thumb, a topaz shinning softly in the moonlight. It was enchanted to produce a small, yet potent electrical shock when activated, powerful enough to stun even a large creature for at least a moment. It was a small comfort, Siglos wanting a means of self-defense should they encounter anything on the road.
Siglos slowly approached Jeanne, flashing her a soft smile.
"...Good e-evening, Jeanne." Siglos said quietly.
