Elua sat cross-legged on the floor of her cultivation room. She hadn't used it since she'd been back… and it had been sealed at her request with a key she brought with her to her training. Her personal servant had wanted to hover inside with her again, but now that she was an adult - she could tell her to go find something more productive to do!
The illusionist concentrated on her designing. Floating out before her was the shape of an illusory armguard. She manipulated it with small, unnecessary gestures while adding and removing details. Her Astralism could be entirely manipulated with her spirit… yet it was always good to stay in the habit of doing *unnecessary* things to fool people!
"The material needs to be flexible enough for movement, but sturdy enough to offer protection. Maybe a combination of harder panels and softer joints?"