fandomtownies | Blackstone Foundry and Forge; Friday [01/11].

Amaya knew it shouldn't be that big of a deal, really; the order had been pretty standard, nothing even exciting, just replacement spearheads for a couple dozen spears that barely got any use. The work was simple, Fjord's finishing skills already easily up to par, and she's spent most of her day yesterday tempering them up a little more and finishing them off some more, but she still couldn't help taking the time that day, as she packed them carefully into crates to be sent off to Daventry, to inspect each one as she loaded them in. Maybe sharpen up a few more of them here. Trim off a little wonky excess bump there. Make sure each one met her standards before being settled into the crate.

Sure, she hadn't even made these, and she was pretty sure no one in the Daventry Guard would even notice the attention she'd given each one before sending them off, but they still had her name attached to them, and she wouldn't let anything less than perfect fly for that if she could help it.

It wasn't as if she had much else on her plate at the moment, anyway, except maybe a new dagger idea that she'd been thinking of pursuing, but there'd always be time for daggers.

The Forge is open!