675-08-06 - A special gift

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A special gift
Summary: The Princess pays a visit to the balcksmith.
Who: Barbeta Brais, Ottis Penderghast
References: re:Argon Brais
When: 675-08-06
Related Logs: None
Date of RP: 2014-08-06
Where: Weapon Smithy
Room Desc: A pair of double doors, made of sturdy oak, to the right when facing the building, are mostly open during the day, admitting light into the interior. The whole room is surprisingly neat and tidy, with everything carefully stowed away to prevent anyone who enters from tripping. There is a chain from the ceiling with scales made of brass towards the left. Hanging from various hooks at the walls are several hammers and tongs, but also a few bellows of various sizes, and two or three small casks containing oil are stowed away in the left corner to the front. At the back is a niche, divided from the rest of the room by a steel barred door with a high quality lock. Stored within are several chests, each of them reinforced with iron bands. In the right corner of the room is a stair well that leads up to the floor above, probably to some private living area.

Outside of the building to the left is the place where the smith usually works, enclosed by a high wooden fence that allows entrance from the right. There at the wall, taking up the majority of the space is a massive forge for heating metal and the bellows that attaches to it to supply oxygen to keep the fires nice and hot. A few feet away from the forge there is a larger anvil, intended for the crafting of bigger items, and another smaller one at the back, for working on arrow heads, smaller knives and the like. More tools such as several molds and crucibles hang from hooks at the outer wall of the building.


Its just about Noon as from all over anyone near the smithy can hear the distinct Clanging sounds of hammer striking metal. Those walking by the smithy can see Ottis pumping the bellows to heat up the coals as he drives a chunk of metal into the hot coal until the blade heats up just to a deep red cherry color and then pulls it out to begin molding and shaping the blade as more hard clanking sound of heavy hammer strike soft metal.

As per usual the gates leading to the smithy are wide open allowing all mannor of visitors to enter, to the right near the back wall is a corkboard with drawings pined up on it some complete some still in the works, one has been rubbed out and redrawn a few times from the way it looks. The new drawings clearly show the Isles influence in their elegance and beauty of how the metal flows.

Today is a special day for this smithy, because the princess herself pays a visit. She is escorted by her two handmaidens. One of them is exotic beauty, former slave of Golden Lion. Also, three guards are following the young princess.

Barbie is wearing one of a very simple gown. She even may look as a commoner, if not her escort. A warm cloak is covering her shoulders.

When she enters inside, the girl takes off her hood,freeing as black as coal curls, and looks around curiously, "Sooo... You are one of the best?" she asks a bit quietly, "At least people say so..."

Ottis chuckles as he focus's on the work before him " Right they are too. "Clang, clang... " So what can I be doing for ya lass. " as Ottis has yet to look up to notice who's standing before him "As you can rightly see I be a bit on the busy side.. " his tones muscles flexing as he keeps a hard grip on the metal being forged into a new blade as his hammer strikes the glowing surface, and for a time he ignores you until he see's the metal has cooled to where it needs to be be heated.

It's he says.. "Well ... " as he looks up and pauses. His hand still on the handle of the bellow. His eyes move from Barbeta to her handmaidens to the three guards. Gruffly he shakes his head. " Sorry lady.. mean'n no disrespect and all, but not much call for nobles to come to me shop. " his tones seem to soften a bit as he leaves the metal rod in the fires of the forge and grabs a towel to dry himself off. "My pardon, but I've not chair for ya to sit upon though I can offer you some water if ya like. "

Barbie sniffs a bit at such man's reaction, "You are lucky, that I am not one of these nobles, who are very strict about the titles, master..." She brushes one of her black hair away from her features, "Though, I still must correct you. I am not a noble. I am royality. My name is Barbeta and I am the daughter of the King Barret Brais..."

She waves for her escort to step aside and give some privacy. She steps closer to the smith, glancing curiously at his work, "As you heard... My uncle is getting married. He is a very special person for me. I want to give him a very special gift... Can you help me?"

Ottis grins broadly as you correct him " My pardon princess, and yes I can help you. Though if I may ask, why come to me and not one of your royal weapon smiths. Most nobles and royals seem to prefer them over a commoners work, even if the work I do is superior.. " he takes a bucket and flips it over so that he can sit down, the blade in the coals currently forgotten. " Now Princess Barbeta... what is it exactly I can make for you, so that you might present it to your beloved Uncle."

Ottis has his full attention on you, as if drinking you in and your words so that he can get what you wish done, made with the most of detailed perecision.

"Well..." the young princess sways a bit thoughtfully, "You see... all nobles make their weapons in our royal weapon smith. So, their weapons have the same style, if you understand, what I mean. I want to give my uncle a sword, which would be the only one in the world. Nobody can have the same or even similar sword... I want it to be the sharpest one..."

She leans her head to the side and beams, "I don't understand about the swords anything, myself. So, I heard, that I can trust you. People come here, tell you, and you quickly know what to make for them. Yes?"

Ottis smiles, brightly "If your asking if I devulge my work to others no.. I do not. Those who come to me remain confidential, as I prefer to let the client do the talking. I am here to make the finest blades in all the lands, for anyone who can afford them. " he watches you and adds, " So you wish one of my finest blades. Is there any peticular style or pattern or etchings you'd like on the blade, or symbol unique to your uncle.?"

"Good... Good..." drawls the girl and ponders for a few moments, "Finest blade, yes. I would like it to be slim. That my uncle could easily control it. That it would be very light, but very sharp. But keep it's handlesimple. Just brown with the blooming branch of tree rounding it. And please, write words on the blades. Words of my family - "HONOUR THE MAPLE!"" The girl straightens a bit more proudly, pronouncing these words.

Ottis watchs as you straighten up and grins. "aye lass I can make yer blade how ye like. So no adornments of anykind as you wish a simple yet elegant blade, nothing incrusted with Gold enlay, or bejeweled. That will make my work much easier. Now this blade will take me about a week to complete, as I've a blade a head of it. Would suggest two weeks just to be safe. So that Im able to get the blade and wording perfect. "

"Well, the leaves, which round the pommel can be made of... no, not gold. Makeit silver. I prefer silver. It reminds me the color of the ashes.." The young girl sighs, and her smile fades. She,likely, remmebers, how the cruel illness took away her brothers.

However, soon she raises her gaze up to the man, and adds, "There is one more thing... Another gift for a very special... person. I also need a dagger. I have a drawing of it. As you told, confidentiality is very important here, yes? You know me just as your client..."

Ottis nods his head. "of course, Though if you want them done at same time, you might wish to make it Three weeks then as you can rush the blades but then they'd not be perfect. " Ottis then mentions a high but fair price for the blades "I typicaly take half up front, but I think this time I'll hold off the fee and collect when the work is done. "

Princess glances at her escort, which is away from her. Men are quite interested in weapons around, while two handmaidens are just standing there with their heads lowered. After all, princess is just buying a gift for her uncle. However, she keeps talking in a whisper. "Good... You will get your coins and even more, if I like your job. Here is the dagger I need..." She extands a small paper with the drawing for the man, "And I need two words to be signed on the blade. On one side,it has to be MELGRATH, on another it has to be JAYNOS. Can you do that? Also, make a sword first and don'tbe in a hurry with the dagger."

"They already have their own blades," Barbie nods, "After all, even the royals are not so rich after such a hard years for our Kingdom..." She smiles at the smith warmly and adds loudly, "I saved money for this ONE sword for my uncle for quite a long time..." She stresses out the word "one" as if suggesting the smith, that she ordered just one sword in his smithy and the dagger should be forgotten.

Ottis nods his head. "Of course princess. well I shall get on it as soon as Im finished with my other commission.. and you will like the work as I guarentee it. " he does chuckle at Barbeta's comment on the guards and their blades. "Well one cant fault them for admiring superior work. "

"I agree, master. So,I won't disturb you from your work, as I have my own one. See you in a few weeks..." Then she nods politely and turns to leave.