Amarant deWinter
Got a smoke?
Amarant took a long drag from his cigarette as he stood over the molten hot iron as it melted into the shape of his next sword. While he truly cherished Nex, it was time to create a better weapon, an imposing broadsword that would intimidate his enemies. It was large, larger than any sword he had seen, and it also had two cutouts on the sword. One in the middle, a circle, that could be used to decapitate his enemies if he circled it around them. The semi-circle was created in a similar manner, but it was to be able to push up to people and behead them if he so chose. It would be a work of art once it was finished.
He was in the beginning stages of creating the massive weapon, it had not taken him long to collect the basics, iron was easy to come by and melting it all down had been no problem since he had access to the blacksmith on Endelaan. To create such a large sword, though, required a certain tact. It had to be perfectly balanced and created the right outline had been tedious and he simply could not have done it himself without the aid of the blacksmith. He was great at forging weapons, even still, he needed a little help along the way. He was by no means a master of it yet.
Tossing the butt of the cigarette down, he pulled out another, and leaning in he lit it with the aid of the molten that was still settling. Soon it was time to remove the sword, grabbing it by the handle which had three specific notches depending on how he was to fight, he lifted the heavy broadsword up with the aid of the force which made it seem almost weightless. Setting it down he grabbed the hammer to shape the sword and he went to work.
The sound of the hammer smashing against the sword as he fit it into the perfect shape could be heard throughout the silent world of Endelaan. Sweat poured from his brow and covered his arms as he constantly swung at it, no room for error, he could not stop no matter how tired he became. Fatigue was an excuse in the face of perfection, if he was to create the weapon, it had to be done right the first time and this was only the first step.
Hours later he gazed upon the weapon, it was still a little rough, but it was to be expected. The final polish of the sword would look much nicer after he touched it up, but the best was yet to come, he still had to enhance the weapon with Sith Alchemy. That was for later, for now though, he set the sword aside. He had to be at maximum alertness to imbue the sword with darkside energy.
He was in the beginning stages of creating the massive weapon, it had not taken him long to collect the basics, iron was easy to come by and melting it all down had been no problem since he had access to the blacksmith on Endelaan. To create such a large sword, though, required a certain tact. It had to be perfectly balanced and created the right outline had been tedious and he simply could not have done it himself without the aid of the blacksmith. He was great at forging weapons, even still, he needed a little help along the way. He was by no means a master of it yet.
Tossing the butt of the cigarette down, he pulled out another, and leaning in he lit it with the aid of the molten that was still settling. Soon it was time to remove the sword, grabbing it by the handle which had three specific notches depending on how he was to fight, he lifted the heavy broadsword up with the aid of the force which made it seem almost weightless. Setting it down he grabbed the hammer to shape the sword and he went to work.
The sound of the hammer smashing against the sword as he fit it into the perfect shape could be heard throughout the silent world of Endelaan. Sweat poured from his brow and covered his arms as he constantly swung at it, no room for error, he could not stop no matter how tired he became. Fatigue was an excuse in the face of perfection, if he was to create the weapon, it had to be done right the first time and this was only the first step.
Hours later he gazed upon the weapon, it was still a little rough, but it was to be expected. The final polish of the sword would look much nicer after he touched it up, but the best was yet to come, he still had to enhance the weapon with Sith Alchemy. That was for later, for now though, he set the sword aside. He had to be at maximum alertness to imbue the sword with darkside energy.