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Spears and Shields

Rusalka



Cerberus

"Not A Caveman"

Obscura
Viceroy

Master Fighter (240)

Master Intellectual (240)

An icon representing the specialty Bard Bard

age
4 Years
gender
Male
gems
997
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
275
player
Chrono

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10-19-2022, 07:06 PM
Cerberus looked over to the basket that Ruse had mentioned, smiling a little to her offer, "We can paint them together." His eyes diverted down to the leather laces he was colorfully beading and once that seemed adequate he would go to move on.

Standing just for a moment so he could go through Ruse's supplies, he pulled out a chisel and rejoined her with the spear heads. "So what I usually do with these," He placed the chisel about a third of the way up on the opposite side of the point, using a bit of pressure to chip a portion of the spear head out, "Is make a little divot on each side, that way the ties have a little bit to grasp onto." He'd put the chisel down for her to try it herself on the second spear head. He shuffled around in her tools again to find a couple worn whetstones and handing her one to shape and sharpen up the tips of the spears. He would work on the shield while she did all of that.

He had to use quite a bit of force to get the iron around the shield a little more straight, nearly jumping on his paws to bend and pop it just about where he wanted. Afterward he'd take his own whetstone and start shaving down at the edges. At least to get them even with the shield itself and give it a little bit of dimension. Next would be the more decorative steps of their crafting. The painting and lacing.

"Cerberus"