The power of friendship and this pointy stick

There's a woman speaking, somewhere out of sight; her voice is inhumanly beautiful, and it's clear to any listeners that there's some excitement and anticipation bleeding into her attempts at a calm, matter of fact tone.

"Day 15, Arodus, 4715
Experiment: Mythic Fusion
Subject: Human, female, of exotic origin with desirable magical traits.
Desired Result: Restoration of a mutilated soul with the maximum possible continuity of personality."

A pause for breath, as she fiddles with something.

"Suture, bring me the prepared Nahyndrian crystal. I believe we have a success."

She brings it to the vessel containing what fragments she could locate of the soul she treasures beyond everything, and then triggers the ritual, dissolving both into a mist that can mix together and successfully bind to a host. If everything goes right, in just a few seconds when she finishes casting wish her child will-

What kind of project? It's not his thing exactly, not like how painting is, but there's a beauty in a well designed and constructed building that he's been sorely missing ever since leaving Andoran, that he hadn't ever really thought about it until he felt the lack of it most places. The temples are mostly fine, and some of the older buildings in the Kenabres city center, but there's a grim practicality to all the walls and fortresses and most of the new construction. He'd just been talking about it with a new friend of his from Cassomir, Aron Kir, he's got some ideas about how to fix Drezen's architecture so they can't have a repeat of what happened last time once they retake the city and it'd be the perfect time for a glow up.

Hopefully it's not too hard to talk her out of just using wall of stone for everything, though, it gives the whole place such a drab monocolor.