So many things were requested of him. Having seen the swords, he had spent some time drawing the blueprints. Even attempting to get his assistant to do math, just for a proper draft was wrong. He hated numbers. It was easier to draw funny shapes and faces instead of measurements. He scribbled away at his blueprints before tucking them away. He'd figure it out sooner or later, and when that time came, he would be sure to follow that terrible woman's requests. For now, he made his way back to his anvil, his assistant already have taken the steel bars, molding them to a rod that was being heated and flatted with a hammer. With a hand, he placed it on the shoulder of his employee before shoving him off the seat. He would take the warm chair, heating the metal, then hammering it down, folding it. He would do so over and over. He would continue to flatten the five rods that had begun, tossing them into the water beside him. Again, he would take the now forged blades, to his wheel to sharpen them, making sure they were good weapons, for some people at least. And soon, his process would begin... again and again. It was going to be a long day for him. One that would soon lead to pressing matters. Soon, the grips would be carved and sized for each of the weapons... | IGOR, KIRIGAKURE'S TREASURE ■50/50 CP■ |
Last Craft: Completion Date: [April 18th 2020]
Black Blade (C) x5 : Completion Date: (1x5) [April 23rd 2020]