"Mára arinya Wrath. Where is the first piece?" [i]Wrath holds out a cylinder-like shape of white metal, no distinct edges, glowing a silver aura, and glistening in the under-sea light.[/i] "The Cascutine is forming as intended my Lady." "Good. Forge the first blade, and deliver it when it is finished." "Yes my Lady." A Few Days Later... Wrath is waiting outside The Dojo(Insane's), with a brown paper wrapped package in her starfire coursing arms. [spoiler]Anyone can participate in this, but the sword is for Insane.[/spoiler]