(no subject)
Again the call went out for Dwarven smiths. Again the sorting, and selecting, the contemplating and rejecting. Again the offer, and the acceptance.
7,008,000 hours. 9,000,000 blades worth of pounding, and folding, creating, tempering. Proof that she could make a sword which would stand up to what she would force it to do.
9,000,000 blades, and one who was accounted a Master of Smithing proclaimed that she was not ill skilled.
The compliment was accepted with a grave nod of her head, no word spoken. This teacher had heard only two or three in all the decades of her learning.
Then the teacher was escorted past Garm for his second life. It is a prerogative of Hel to release those she wishes.
7,008,000 hours. 9,000,000 blades worth of pounding, and folding, creating, tempering. Proof that she could make a sword which would stand up to what she would force it to do.
9,000,000 blades, and one who was accounted a Master of Smithing proclaimed that she was not ill skilled.
The compliment was accepted with a grave nod of her head, no word spoken. This teacher had heard only two or three in all the decades of her learning.
Then the teacher was escorted past Garm for his second life. It is a prerogative of Hel to release those she wishes.