The finer details

The Warlord considered the boy's words for a time what he wished for would be heavy, and difficult to wield as a pup, unless the one he made today was sized for his current age, and something he would grow out of. Not one to dash the boy's dreams, he would let him experiment with it himself. The crafting of it would be a valuable lesson, no matter the result.

“Very well, sketch out what you remember, and we can go over the dimensions and discuss materials. It sounds as if what you have picked will be a complicated shape, but if we don’t make it today you would still have started down the path of getting there.” He explained patiently to the boy. A blade and handle was a much simpler thing. But, he would get a better gouge over what the boy wanted once he had given them a sketch.


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