Breaker
05-26-08, 04:38 PM
Joshua paced into the shop of one of Radasanth's more noteworthy blacksmiths. Metalwork had always fascinated him, so he watched the smith finish up an orange glowing arrowhead. As the metal projectile sizzled into a nearby vat of water, Josh stepped towards the steaming anvil and gave the tradseman a friendly nod.
"I've got a fine sword I'm looking to upgrade. I suppose you could help me with that?"
He left the question dangling in the air, while the hilt of a bastard sword poking over his left shoulder hinted as to which weapon he wanted to upgrade. The Martial Artist was looking to pay for masterful craftsmanship that day, so he waited for the smith's response. Any seasoned tradesman, he reasoned, would have a bit of an ego to exercise.
"I've got a fine sword I'm looking to upgrade. I suppose you could help me with that?"
He left the question dangling in the air, while the hilt of a bastard sword poking over his left shoulder hinted as to which weapon he wanted to upgrade. The Martial Artist was looking to pay for masterful craftsmanship that day, so he waited for the smith's response. Any seasoned tradesman, he reasoned, would have a bit of an ego to exercise.