Fighters Circle [Festival Crafting for Fighters]

Skælingr mashed the clay until he had a nice flat piece. He bent his head, examining it to make sure it was a good thickness. He then took one of his claws and started cutting out a shape in the clay until he had something like an arrowhead. Hopefully this would work. He wasn't quite sure the best way to attach it to a stick but hopefully the pine pitch would work. He looked up as he heard his name. He smiled to see Daelos and another young woman. "Indeed, it's a pleasure! You fight very well." He dipped his head in greeting to Elba. "You're welcome to join me. This is my wife, Ragna." He gestured to Ragna who was working on her spear.

He moved from the clay spearhead back over to the bone knife. Working his teeth along the bone he continued to chip off little pieces here and there, making sure to sharpen only one end while leaving the other mostly untouched so that it could be used as a handle.