Down and out, and out of luck, we're spinning but the needle's stuck
"Uh, it's plain and wide, and it was a few sizes too big for me," she recalled, splaying the fingers of her hand and appraizing them thoughtfully. "It seems to fit Harper pretty well though. Not sure I can match the size well enough..."
Thinking about it wouldn't get her anywhere though. Following the steps as Hadama instructed, time wiled away to the ring of hammers on metal and the steady breath of the forge. At some point she paused to set aside the coat and roll up her sleeves, and found her patience surprisingly suited to the finer adjustments. That it was an art to it was growing apparent, but though her fire magic and heat resistance were advantages any smith might envy, Maea frowned when she eventually held the finished product in her hand.
"It's too big," she sighed. "And it's crooked." Uneven, lopsided, with awkward toolmarks and dents. The file had taken off all the sharp edges, but it remained a far cry from what the har imagined.
Thinking about it wouldn't get her anywhere though. Following the steps as Hadama instructed, time wiled away to the ring of hammers on metal and the steady breath of the forge. At some point she paused to set aside the coat and roll up her sleeves, and found her patience surprisingly suited to the finer adjustments. That it was an art to it was growing apparent, but though her fire magic and heat resistance were advantages any smith might envy, Maea frowned when she eventually held the finished product in her hand.
"It's too big," she sighed. "And it's crooked." Uneven, lopsided, with awkward toolmarks and dents. The file had taken off all the sharp edges, but it remained a far cry from what the har imagined.
Maea
