Shears for Macaria

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says to ALL: I make my way over to the tables near the center of the Marketplace and find a spot out of the way. Setting the heavy pack onto the table and opening it up to start taking out a few items. I first take out the beautiful carving set that I purchased last night. I open the top of the wooden case, it was made for working with the fine details in furniture. There were several different types of carving tools. I begin to take them out one at a time and make sure that they are sharp. They looked well worn, but that did not much matter to me. I could see that the furniture maker took pride in his equipment as the edge of each chisel and blade were perfect. There was also a small hammer and some other items. I begin to take each out of the wooden box, and set them on the table. With the wide array of tools set around me I take out the first piece of kalana wood that I needed to carve. Having all that set up I take out the scroll that has the drawing of the shears on it and pin it down to the wooden table after smoothing it out as flat as I could.


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says to ALL: With everything out on the table I begin to measure the two blocks of kalana wood, marking them off precisely with the drawing that I have available for reference. The measurements exact, I use a charcoal pencil to accomplish this. After finishing the outlines on both pieces I select one of the small saws from the woodworking kit and begin to cut away the excess wood. Little bits of sawdust raining down upon the table below me. There was a small tube in the kit that could be used to blow the sawdust off the wood but it was not needed at this point. After a few moments I have both of the shear handles cut into the rough shape that they would need to be. I then take a plane and begin to work away the rough edges, smoothing the wood to look like the shears that I wanted in the end. I still had much more work to do before these would be ready for the sand mold. But that was alright. I was also sure to use a punch to cut out where all the rivets would be placed as that would be another important step to be sure that the shears were durable and would last for a long period of time.


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says to ALL: Once I have cut around the edges and smoothed them out I set them down against drawing that I have, sure that they match up perfectly I smile, and then consider how I was going to cut into the wood to form the design that was requested. This would be difficult, and in addition to that I would have to be sure that the steel would settle upon each of the indentations correctly after it was transferred to a sand casting. That was a problem for later down the road though. I look around, considering if it would be easier to just do this work at my room at the Inn. I brush that idea off for the moment as I look back down at the drawing and the pieces of kalana wood that are not cut down to size.


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says to ALL: I look back down at the wood carving, this was not really my specialty but since I'd been adept at scrimshawing with bone I assumed I could adapt that to working with a wood like kalana. I'd already found some scrap lumber and sand that I would use for the sand casting mold that would be applied in making the ornate pair of shears that could double as a dagger. I had not even started the process of making the sheath yet. That would come from the final piece of scrap wood that I had set out. My tongue sticking out of the corner of my mouth in concentration I set one of the chisels against the face of the wood and tap it with a hammer, cutting out the beginning of the ornate design that was part of the handles. It was not easy work, but with each tap of the hammer more of the face of the plain wood disappears and more of the design appears.


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says to ALL: I take out the small wooden tube and blow over the carving, ejecting all of the small wood shavings and sawdust that was coming from the work. I held up the piece of kalana wood looking at it in the light, and then looking down to the scroll that is smoothed out next to me and tacked down with pins. Seeing if the wood carving resembles the drawing at least a bit. I could see that it was and this seemed to be working out fine.

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Yes, the drawing was in such detail that I was able to match things up exactly.


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says to ALL: I continue to work the chisel over the surface of the wood. Little bits of dust flying out, and small shavings. The table near where I was working quickly was saturated in the small pieces of wood. I cut out another small section, and then blow the sawdust away to be sure that I like what I am seeing. I also go to the arms of the shears and hollow out an area that will hold a gemstone when I have the project completed. I imagined that I still had at least enough rubies to finish the work. I wondered if the Freewoman that contracted me would have the coin to pay for this. But then I assumed that she would since I gave her far more than 100 gold worth of gems to secure her ship, all the contents of the blacksmith shop in her village and a new tarn. The tarn and other items I'd not even seen yet, but well she had heard a bit of my reputation and I was sure that all the items would be quality when they arrived here in Minus. I'd also selected a building to use as a forge, but it was going to need quite a bit of work before it would be ready. I needed to find a builder to start the alterations as soon as possible. While I am thinking of these things and concentrating on the carving I can see that the overall form is taking shape. I was not sure if I could do the detail work with my huge calloused hands, but with the tools that I'd acquired I was able to do the fine detail work with much less effort than I'd imagined. The kalana wood was soft enough to carve, but would be sturdy enough to handle the casting process.


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says to ALL: I take up the tools in my hands again and start to work the tip of the chisel over the wood carving, I set that one down and select a much smaller one, going back in for some of the swirls that I was not able to complete with the previous chisel. I considered that this was leaving some rough edges. I rummage through the carving box and find some very fine sandpaper. I begin to rub that along each area I have carved out, taking off the sharp or uneven edges. I blow over the wooden carving, looking at all of the different details. This was indeed going to work, if I could make the sand casting right and then could get just the right consistency with the steel. I would start by melting down iron and adding a certain percentage of the overall volume in ash. Getting it to the correct consistency would be key, but I'd done it many times before so I was not too worried. Finished with one of the handles of the shears finally. I set that one aside and take up the other piece of plain kalana wood that has been cut to size. Starting to carve the other half of the shear handles.


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says to ALL: The second piece went much faster than the first, my hands gripping onto each of the different tools, but now that I had the hang of how much resistance I would find in the wood itself and the way that the chisels and picks and knives would cut down through the wood I was able to work at a much faster speed. Little bits of wood flying everywhere and the sound of mallet hitting the wooden handles of the chisels thuds out across the market square. Within no time at all I had the second half the shears done. The blades of course were not part of this carving, as I would forge them in the traditional way, and then attach them to the handles with rivets. I set each half of the shears down upon the drawing I have laid out in front of me, making sure the edges match exactly and that the designs were the same. I would need 5 rubies, all round and approximately two karats each to set into the blade when it was finished. What many did not know was that you could heat the steel just enough to make it sticky and then set the gemstone. When the steel cooled it would be forever attached to the steel surrounding it.


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says to ALL: The handles completed I take up the other block of scrap kalana wood that I had out on the table. Another small pouch is taken out of my pack, from it I draw a square and compass, as well as additional measuring tools. Looking down to the numbers and figures that I have etched alongside the drawing on the paper I plot out the shape of the sheath. This would actually be the most difficult part, I was going to carve the sheath out of one solid block of wood, and then once the smelting was done I would have to insert a velvet or leather piece on the inside to hold the blade fast once it was inserted into the sheath. All of this made from steel was going to look interested when it was completed. All of the lines plotted out I set the square and compass down and take up one of the small saws, beginning to cut away at the edges of the kalana wood block, exposing the design that would eventually be ready for the sand casting.


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says to ALL: I run my hand over the wood outline of the sheath. I then reach into the box in front of me, retrieving a wood planer as I start to shave away the edges, rounding the sheath to make it look as similar to the drawing as possible. Checking my work every few moments against the drawing in front of me, finally satisfied that I have the general shape perfect I set the planer down and take up some sandpaper, smoothing with course sandpaper first, and then something more fine, the fine sandpaper causes kalana wood dust to float in the air around me, gently landing on the table after looking like motes in the bright sunshine. I look through the tools again, taking out a large chisel to begin carving out the general outline of the scroll work on the sheath, I would then work onto smaller and smaller chisels to complete the project.


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says to ALL: I finally finished carving the sheath, or well the kanala wood representation of the sheath. I finish by using an extremely fine sandpaper to run all over the sheath, and the handles of the shears before starting to clean each of the woodworking tools, setting each carefully into the wooden box, making sure I returned them to the same position they were before I started work, this kit was certainly going to come in handy. I close the lid and slide it away into my pack, wrapping the wood carvings in a few hunks of leather, and putting them into the pack as well.

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says to ALL: I walk from the main street in Minus through the edge of the Marketplace and into my forge. I'd already delivered my carvings to the building earlier in the day and had set up the stand casting equipment that I'd put together.


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says to ALL: I move to the sand casting box. Taking out the wooden shear sheath that I was going to be making today. With this method I could only cast one side at a time, but that was alright as I would just connect everything with rivets and they would be just as sturdy as if it was one piece. I yell over to the thralls that work at this establishment to get their asses in gear and start heating up the fire, as I would need to melt some iron bars, and add some ash from the fire in order to create the steel. I also had small pellets that included all of the other minerals that were required for steel, which included things like aluminum, manganese, phosphorus and sulfur. I see one of the thralls immediately get on the billows as another one begins to stoke the fire, pulling the ash and coals that are already burnt down towards the front, as the air was blown over the coals, these that were burnt down the most would get the hottest.


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says to ALL: The temperature already starting to rise in the forge I turn away from the furnace itself and slide my heavy battered leather apron over my head. It covers me from mid chest all the way down to my knees. I did not put on my gloves yet, I would before I started pouring molten metal, but first I needed to set up the entire sand casting. The sand was wide enough for me to do both sides of the shears and both sides of the sheath all at the same time. The first thing I do is take a wooden mallet and beat the sand until it is packed as hard as I can possibly pack it, if someone was walking by the forge they would hear the THWAP THWAP of the wooden mallet hitting the sand, pressing it tight against the wooden sides of the crate that I'd built around it.


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says to ALL: I would pause in tamping down the sand from time to time to spray a fine mist of water over the whole contraption. This allows me to pack the sand much more tightly than I would have otherwise, it would also help the sand hold its shape when the molten metal was poured upon it. Finally satisfied that I'd packed the sand down enough I set the sheath for the shears onto the sand. Using the same wooden mallet I drive it down into the sand, because the sand was so packed and I hit the wooden replica of the sheath in just the right way, it drives it down into the sand, creating a perfect copy of the design on the carving. I then turn the piece of wood over, doing the same for the other side. When I was done I had two indentations in the sand that were each exactly one half of the sheath. I then repeated the process with each half of the shears' handles. I'd not done anything with the blades of the shears yet, they would be forged in the same way that I made a dagger or some other item, which was more normal for me though I was learning some new techniques with this process.


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says to ALL: All of the sand casting completed, I turn back to the forge, and the furnace. Reaching up to a rack of tools hanging against one wall I dig through several ladles and find one that is the right size to suit my purposes today. I set the ladle out onto the countertop of the workbench that was near the furnace. The ladle itself is about twelve inches across and twelve inches deep. It is made of pig iron, and therefore will not melt even if the temperature in the furnace gets hot enough to melt the iron and other components that make the steel. So along with enough iron to begin the process I also scoop out some of what was called coke, it was the ash from the fire that had burned down enough that all that was left was carbon, no other plant fibers or other imperfections. I very carefully measure this ash into the ladle, and then add the pellets that I purchased recently, they had all of the other compounds required to make steel, they were not something you could get anywhere, but fortunately the large forge in Minus at the Slaver's House had a sufficient supply. Again I needed to make sure the amounts were perfect. I double check everything and then pull on my heavy leather work gloves, they cover from my hands up to around my elbows. I grip onto the long pig iron bar that is attached to the ladle and set it into the hot coals of the fire, "dammit thrall, can't you pump the handles of the billows any faster?" I growl out, the fire not quite hot enough yet, "if you don't pick up the pace I will find my whip and give you some incentive."


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says to ALL: I slide the ladle a bit deeper into the flames. The first thrall starts to pump the billows like his life depends on it, which it probably does. The second continues to throw hunks of temwood into the fire. Temwood was a hard wood and would burn much hotter than a softer wood like kalana. I used kalana for the carvings because it was reasonably easy to work with but yet did not break down during the sand casting process. The heat is now baking out of the furnace as both of the thralls work with all their might to get the fire hot enough. I can watch as the liquid silver of the iron bar starts to swirl around with the ash and other minerals required to make steel. I take a long steel pick and start to stir the mixture slowly, pulling it up off the fires for a few moments here and there, not wanting to get it too hot, hot enough to burn the liquid and stain the color of the steel when it was done. I set it back down into the coals again, watching closely, I could feel the hairs of my eyebrows curling just a bit from the heat, and the heat was baking off my upper arms, causing the thick scars all over the place on my arms to pucker just a bit. I wore nothing under the apron, had it against my bare torso so that I did not catch the cloth of my tunic on fire. Above the top edge of the apron, the thick kurii claw marks from the attack that almost killed me were easy to see, white against the tan of my skin.


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says to ALL: I lift the ladle out of the fires and the incredibly hot coals, the items inside have finally turned into a homogeneous liquid. I'd been sure to keep the amount of the coke in the mixture low for this project as I wanted to keep the handles of the shears rather rigid, they would not need to stand up to massive strikes in the same way that a long sword or shield would need to. The harder the steel, the easier it was for that steel to take up the design that I had in the sand casts on the other side of the anvil. I turn towards the casts, moving so very carefully, sweat dripping down my face and of of my chin, to then run down my bare chest and below the level of the apron. The heat inside of the forge was nearly unbearable now, but I was used to it after so many years of working inside of one. I slowly begin to pour the molten liquid out of the spout of the ladle, pouring just enough to fill each of the sand casts. Each one would have to be perfectly level with the edge of that half of the design so that they would fit together correctly when I was done with them. Having slightly more of the steel than I needed for the design I finish doing the pour and then dunk the ladle into a barrel of saltwater, also known as brine. The steel starts to flake off the ladle almost immediately. This would speed the process of cleaning the equipment when I was done.


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says to ALL: I step away from the workbench for a moment, returning to the sand castings, the steel pieces were cool enough now to be removed from the sand. I take one out at a time and quench it into the brine, making sure to get all the sand washed off, but not cool the steel all the way. As each piece is taken from the sand, and washed I then carry it to the anvil. Holding the piece of the shears I then take a small hammer and steel punch. Setting the ornate design down upon the anvil and then clamping it in. I then use the punch to put a hole in the exact right spot to insert a rivet. When I was done with all of the pieces, it would just be a matter of adding the rivets and hitting them with a hammer until they expanded enough to permanently connect the parts. Now that I was done with the rivet holes I dump the pieces into cold clear water, with no additives, this allows the steel to cool the rest of the way.

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says to ALL: I yawn a bit as I find my apron and pull it over my head, the strap goes around my massive neck and shoulders, I am bare from the waist up other than the apron, if I was to wear a cotton shirt working in the forge it would likely catch on fire. I tie the apron behind my back and then pull my long black unkempt hair into a leather strap at the nape of my neck. Walking into the small sleeping room that the thralls have I kick one of them and shout at the other, "By Odin, are you going to sleep all damn day!?!?" I yell in to them, apparently the man that owned them did not work them as hard as I would work my thralls. They both jump and start scrambling around, trying to figure out what I want. Then they realize that I want the furnace heated again, and they sigh, they had been working two shifts, one for me and one for the owner of the forge ever since I rented it. But both are well trained and get to work immediately.


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says to ALL: One of the thralls begins stoking the fire, the fire in a forge was never allowed to go out completely but it had burned down a bit during the night. He pushes huge blocks of temwood into the back side of the furnace, raking the hot coals that have already burned down towards the front, the other thrall pulls on a pair of gloves and grips the two hand holds on the billows, he starts to pump them, each rush of fresh air from outside causes the fire to flare and burn hotter. I knew that it would be several minutes before they would have the furnace as hot as I need it, so I move on to another job that needs to be done. I open my pack and take out all the pieces of the handle and sheath for the shears. Setting them all out on my workbench next to a grinding wheel, though the designs on the faces were perfect, some of the steel had created burrs along the edges where it overflowed slightly from the sand casting. This was not a problem though.

I start pumping the foot peddle of the grinding wheel, getting it turning at a high rate of speed and I press the edge of each piece against the wheel. Sparks fly back against my apron as the excess steel is ground off quickly, I'd made this steel so that it would be a bit harder and more brittle than I would use for a sword, this is only because there was very little chance that this dagger shear combination would ever be used in defense against another weapon, it would just be used to attack, and the harder steel kept a much sharper edge. This made the grinding process a bit tricky though.


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says to ALL: Once all the rough edges are ground down, I set all the pieces on a small bench next to the anvil. The fire was still not hot enough to make the blades of the shears, but it would certainly be hot enough for what I needed. I reach up onto one of the walls and take down a metal punch, it was slender and would take on a smaller rivet than I usually used, as these were a smaller pair of shears instead of a huge sword or ax. While letting the metal punch heat up in the fire, knowing it is nearly hot enough to melt steel, but not quite there yet, I clamp down all the pieces of the shears. Retrieving the metal punch from the fire I then return to each piece and punch several different holes for the rivets. I am putting the holes in very specific spots so that when everything is done all will line up. I also punch holes in each side of the handle to hold each of the two blades. With all the holes punched I undo the clamps and vices on the pieces and dunk the punch into the fresh water tank to cool it down.

The fires now heated I pull on my heavy leather gloves and take two steel blanks, each about 12 inches long from a huge pile of them along the wall. I selected the type of mix that I wanted, these were always kept around a forge such as this for blades and in this case shear arms.


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says to ALL: I wait until the steel is semi cooled off, it was still steaming as I set it on the workbench next to the rest of the work. I then turn back to the fires and note that the steel contained within is just the right shade of yellowish white that meant it was malleable enough to work with.

As I did with the first piece I start by punching a hole for the rivet, and then another hole where the two pieces of the shears will be connected. I would need to use a different kind of rivet there, not one that was self expanding as I wanted the shears to work smoothly when it was all said and done.

I go through the same exact motions with this piece, shaping the point of the blade and smoothing down both sides enough to take an edge. Finally completed I quench the piece of steel and set it next to the other one.

Moving quickly to the workbench I begin to assemble the shears and sheath. The steel still slightly hot from the forge, it locks into place in each of the handles with ease. There would be unique grooves in the handle, which would then catch onto the blades themselves. I set the two sides of the shears together and then take out several rivets, putting one in each of the holes that I have ready. Sliding a rivet into each hole, I hit it with a steel punch, expanding the steel to permanently seal the pieces together.


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says to ALL: I then move right on to the sheath for the shears. Pushing the rivets in and hitting them with the punch and hammer, permanently locking all the sections together. The only rivet that is not in it now is the one that goes between the two arms of the shears, that would be done last, at the same time as I install the rubies.


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says to ALL: I walk over to the grinding wheel, sitting down at it after filling up the oil. The grinding wheel was essentially a huge whetstone that spun at a very high rate of speed. The wheel itself picked up the oils as it turned and there were peddles, from the peddles was a leather strap that turned the wheel. I sit down with the two arms of the shears, running both sides of each over the stone. Sparks fly back against me, a few slip over the top of the apron that I wear, leaving small burn marks in my heavily scarred chest.

By the time I am finished each side of the shear blade is incredibly sharp, it was good that there was a sheath included with them, as otherwise this item would be extremely dangerous to carry around. It also certainly could be used as a weapon if needed.

Now having a good edge and point on both of the shear arms, I stand up and go to the workbench, setting the two arms of the shears down. I take out a completely different kind of rivet than I usually do, this one does not expand, I will have to use a hammer to flatten out both sides enough so that they would hold the piece together, but not impede its use. Getting everything in place I slide the specialized rivet in place and tap it with my hammer, not a hard blow just enough to take care of the job. I then do the same on the other side. This completed the shears, other than the rubies that were set around them.

I take a small pouch out of my weapons harness and set it onto the table, from the pouch I pour five perfect rubies, each about two carats in size, made specially to fit into settings like I have in the shears. I also set the tip of a lead rod into the fire, heating it up though only a little bit.

I take off my gloves as this was certainly detail work. Setting the lead rod down onto the recess in the shears, the lead pools slightly, and almost would feel tacky if you could touch it. I then take one of the rubies and push it into the recess, once the lead cools the two pieces will be bound together permanently.


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says to ALL: I work my way slowly around the shears, setting each of the two carat oval rubies into their settings. The forge smells like lead burning, of course none here would have any idea that there was any danger to having molten lead like this. I finish setting all the rubies and then try the shears out, they open and close easily. I take a piece of leather that was alongside of the bench and I slide it down and into the sheath, this would protect the blades so they would not scratch when the shears were pushed into them. The fit was perfect and I roll the entire piece over in my hands for a moment. THey loooked perfect, I was not sure how I'd been able to get to this point. I then move on to the buffing wheel. This would clean everything and bring it to an amazing shine.

I sit down at the buffing wheel, which is essentially a large stone wheel covered in little strips of leather, it would work to buff out any slight burrs or notches in the steel and would also shine it up so that it looked like it was a just finished piece. I sit down and start pumping the peddles slowly and then faster, this wheel needed to move extremely fast in order to complete the shining process. I begin by rubbing the sheath back and forth over the buffing wheel, loving the way that the steel shines up. I then set the sheath to the side and move on to the shears themselves. Slowly dragging the blades of the shears along the buffing wheel first and then moving on to the handles. Taking care not to rub the faces of the rubies against the wheel as though it was unlikely I suppose it could do damage to them. The entire piece buffed I slide it home in the sheath and then put the entire project back into my pack, completed finally.

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says to Macaria| Steinnvik Villa: I see you and smile, heading towards the table that you are sitting at, "Tal Macaria!" My voice booms out across the square.


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says to |..Exavier Exeter..|: ~ I hear a bellowing across the way from there rub my ears slightly but turn to face you none the less. I offer a warm smile in your direction as the shave and everything has indeed improved your appearance as is quite well known because the talks of some of the woman and nearly all the slaves have been quite evident in the fact that you are #1 on the list of interests in many a woman's eyes...to me I just see Ex and offer my warmest of smiles~ well hello Ex


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says to Macaria| Steinnvik Villa: Jumps a little, startled as you yell at the slave girl. I walk over to the table you are sitting at and set my heavy pack onto the table top from where it was on my right shoulder. I start to rummage around in the pack, trying to find the shears wrapped in leather. I finally find the right bundle and take it out, setting it on the table in front of you. The leather itself was worn and dirty, but the shears inside were sparkling. "I was able to finish the shears, and I was even able to set five, two carat rubies into it, I think it came out pretty good, was something different for me so I got to try out a few new techniques." I say allowing you to unwrap the bundle.

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(21:41:18 )
[PIC]Macaria
| Steinnvik Village |
| Inlet of Green Cliffs, GR |

-[sitting at the outdoor tables in the main square]-

says to |..Exavier Exeter..|: ~ I grinned surprised that I could startle one as yourself...I was giving of my best Ex impression of bellowing across the way...yea thats it. I jumped myself as you would flop the heavy bag onto the table and pull out thw wrapped shears.. I smiled up at you and then down to it...what woman didnt like getting presents...even though I kind of knew what they would be like.. I carefully unwrapped the shears careful as they were very sharp. My eyes went wide at the detail in which you had gotten. I had not even expected such and the rubies...well I had drawn them in thinking maybe some glass but you had actually done it I stared at them in awe feeling their weight and then smiling up to you grinning widely~ Ex if I were not a FW Id hug you for this, theses are even ore amazing than I had imagined...You did a wonderful job indeed, I do not know how I wil ever repay you for this..the price you asked of course....but wow thank youEx


(21:46:00 )
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|..Exavier Exeter..|


-[sitting at the outdoor tables in the main square]-

says to Macaria| Steinnvik Villa: I smile as I see your reaction to the shears, I was hoping that would be how you would feel. "I am glad that you like them, the rubies are a little bit extra, but I figured that they would really complete the piece, for the dagger that you requested I am going to need some additional specialized work, so they will be a bit longer but I will bring them to you when they are done, I am very proud of this particular piece, but be careful because the blades are razor sharp." I say with a nod towards you, "your pleasure at the sight of them was more than enough thanks, but as far as cost, I was thinking that the five rubies are worth probably one silver each, and then the shears themselves worth say six silver, so that would be eleven total, is that acceptable to you?"


(21:52:34 )
[PIC]Macaria
| Steinnvik Village |
| Inlet of Green Cliffs, GR |

-[sitting at the outdoor tables in the main square]-

says to |..Exavier Exeter..|: ~ I beamed happily at them and carefully placed it down fingers never stopping their trace over them. I them wondered how many times I would cut myself before I got used to them. I tried to stop touching them but...shiny...they were so pretty...I kept my eyes on you though still holding them almost as if to say " my Preeeecious" but yea no that would be unbecoming. I nodded thankfully to you~ Yes yes that sounds like a fair price ~ I had been carrying the rest of the silver with me that was given to me anonymously at the pyre because I knew you would be done. I opened the pouch and then counted out the eleven and handed them to you and then put the pouch away in a pocket inside my woolen dress that was hidden~ please Ex sit down eat and drink its the least I can do


(21:55:53 )
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|..Exavier Exeter..|


-[sitting at the outdoor tables in the main square]-

says to Macaria| Steinnvik Villa: I slide my huge calloused hand across the table, scooping up the silver coins and then putting them into a small pouch that was sewn into my weapons harness. They would come in handy as I continued to try to build a forge in Minus. "Ah, it was wonderful doing business with you Macaria, and sure I could eat something." I say as I look over what is on the table.