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Aliana watched the young man as he stepped forward and grabbed the pump. She was about to instruct him on slow steady pumps, but it seemed the boy had read her mind. Stepping back and leaning her hip against the anvil, the Isur watched the man. The woman was impressed with how well he had kept up the pace. Most his size could not keep a steady rhythm without having to start breathing heavily. Though shortly after the look on his face told her that the heat was getting to him slowly but surely. She was not surprised with the parka still on him. Shaking her head lightly the girl told him to stop. The dark haired woman grabbed her tongs and pulled the blade out looking at the progress made by the flames. It was just about finished, the only thing left was to finish off the bend. Once that was taken care of she would cool it off, then sharpen it. Surprise flashed across the woman's face hearing him ask her to help learn how to sharpen and polish the blade.
“Sure, but with how difficult it is to polish the blade. You may want to let me or others of the hold do that. If so much as a spec of dust is on it, and you polish it; the polish will eat holes in your blade,” Aliana stated, “I know you didnt hear it. If you want since it was take me a bit why not sit and listen to each strike? Each note will different and clear. It will take time for you to truly understand her, but it is worth the patience.”
The woman grabbed the hammer and began working once more. Her trained ear listened to the sword's song. Though to an untrained ear it would just sound like a lot of banging and clanging from inside. She truly wanted to the young man to hear it. Perhaps if he named the blade there would be a much stronger connection. Much like when a parent names a child an unspoken bond is created; the same can be said for a weapon and wielder. Finally happy with the balance and straight form of the blade, Aliana walked over to the barrel and dipped it in. The final stack of steam billowed out of the water before dissipating into thin air.
“Now to sharpen you,” Aliana stated.
She let her hand run over the blade finding it smooth and seamless. Not even a nick from where she had drawn the smaller blade across. Grabbing a clean rag the woman wiped any water left off the weapon, before moving over to the grind stone. Motioning him over the black haired beauty allowed him to watch her and answer any questions he had. Putting the blade slightly sideways, Aliana put her foot on the ground pedal pushing on it causing the wheel to turn faster and faster still sparks were flying from the metal.
“Sure, but with how difficult it is to polish the blade. You may want to let me or others of the hold do that. If so much as a spec of dust is on it, and you polish it; the polish will eat holes in your blade,” Aliana stated, “I know you didnt hear it. If you want since it was take me a bit why not sit and listen to each strike? Each note will different and clear. It will take time for you to truly understand her, but it is worth the patience.”
The woman grabbed the hammer and began working once more. Her trained ear listened to the sword's song. Though to an untrained ear it would just sound like a lot of banging and clanging from inside. She truly wanted to the young man to hear it. Perhaps if he named the blade there would be a much stronger connection. Much like when a parent names a child an unspoken bond is created; the same can be said for a weapon and wielder. Finally happy with the balance and straight form of the blade, Aliana walked over to the barrel and dipped it in. The final stack of steam billowed out of the water before dissipating into thin air.
“Now to sharpen you,” Aliana stated.
She let her hand run over the blade finding it smooth and seamless. Not even a nick from where she had drawn the smaller blade across. Grabbing a clean rag the woman wiped any water left off the weapon, before moving over to the grind stone. Motioning him over the black haired beauty allowed him to watch her and answer any questions he had. Putting the blade slightly sideways, Aliana put her foot on the ground pedal pushing on it causing the wheel to turn faster and faster still sparks were flying from the metal.
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