He nodded at her response as he moved around the forge with efficient economy. It was her choice, what abilities to grant her weapons, but if she was going to be throwing them away it seemed wise to have a way to retrieve them afterwards. That was not something that he could help with, however, and so he focused on what he could do for her.
The blade ingots had heated to a bright glow in the forge and Hadama retrieved one with the tongs, setting it on the anvil. He shifted his grip minutely on the hammer and began to hit it with rhythmic force, flattening and shaping the ingot with careful impacts of the hammer. "Mmh. I apprenticed with my mother when I was young," he rumbled, timing his word between ringing strikes. "Seasmithing. Coldsmithing. Landforging is much easier." He lifted the blade - as it began to resemble - when the color had cooled to a cherry red and slid it back into the coals, selecting the other and beginning the process of beating and shaping once more. "How long have you been a captain?"
The blade ingots had heated to a bright glow in the forge and Hadama retrieved one with the tongs, setting it on the anvil. He shifted his grip minutely on the hammer and began to hit it with rhythmic force, flattening and shaping the ingot with careful impacts of the hammer. "Mmh. I apprenticed with my mother when I was young," he rumbled, timing his word between ringing strikes. "Seasmithing. Coldsmithing. Landforging is much easier." He lifted the blade - as it began to resemble - when the color had cooled to a cherry red and slid it back into the coals, selecting the other and beginning the process of beating and shaping once more. "How long have you been a captain?"
