(Hi there, this is the author again. This chapter is a little bit of a nothing burger. Feel free to skip this one. It literally does not affect the plot at all.)
"So you need weapons, eh?" In front of us was a man about 4 foot tall with a bushy white beard but What lacked in height however, he made up with sheer girth. This man was a dwarf, and was hammering away at a piece of metal on an anvil while getting hammered with a tankard of alcohol in his other hand. Mathra, me and our possibly drunken acquaintance were standing inside the chapel of Einos , which was more or less a forge in the middle of a circular room that didn't have ceiling. It honestly felt like we were in some sort of collosseum. Also, he had a much different demeanour than the priests and clerics I'd grown accustomed to seeing because where as they would talk to you about the word of their deity, this man would probably offer you a drink (Not to mention he reeked of booze). He was just telling us how he'd set up in the church district a couple decades ago and bragging about his skill with the forge. Though it's less bragging and more he thinks human craftsmanship is shoddy. Though I think any smith would look shoddy when compared to this guy. The military as well as nobles frequently do business with him. Even people from across the continent came to have a blade or suit of armour specially made from this master craftsman. I think he's earned the right to be a little boastful.
"That's right, Master Smith Skjoll I'm sorry for imposing on you like this but-" Mathra said
"Ah it's no problem kiddo. I'd love to make a weapon for someone other than those military pricks. I'm sick of those rat bastards" The dwarf said.
"You don't like the military? Why would you do business with them then?" I interjected
"Because I'm dedicated to me craft that's why! If someone wants a spear or a sword then who am I to say no? Besides, the silver knights give me a lifetime supply o' piss. But I still hate how most of the wars here is just skirmishes between bickering nobles."
"Do the nobles really like to fight each other so much?" I said
"It's true. But most nobles aren't foolish enough to prolong the fighting. When the fighting goes on too long, paying taxes gets harder. And when a territorial lord fails to pay his taxes, the royal family and their silver knights gets involved. " Mathra added
"I wouldn't worry about it too much. There hasn't an upstart lord like that in a while. Anyway weren't you here for weapons?"
" Yes. I would like like a dagger that's nice and light" I said
"And you want a rapier right?"
"Yes please." Mathra politely answered
"Very well. Let me show you dwarven craftsmen ship!" Skjoll then went to work on our respective weapons
"Oooh this is so cool!" Eeuna was almost squealing in my head at the sight of our finished weapons. In my hand I held a dagger, it's blade still warm from the forging process. The handle was wrapped in black leather with a straight cross guard sitting atop it while the pommel had a circular shape. The blade itself was relatively thin and made of silver. It wasn't made of normal silver mind you, but a form of alchemical silver that had all of the strength and durability of iron, but didn't rust or tarnish like iron. The silver knights, as you'd expect, have their weapons and armour made out of the same material.
Mathra's rapier was also silver. The blade was as long as the previous rapier and the handguard had the shape of some sort of mushroom. The design was elegant and graceful, as befitting Mathra's demeanour and fighting style.
Mathra bowed "I appreciate your kindess and I will be forever in your debt"
"Yeah yeah. Just be sure to mention me when the archbishop gets overthrown. They'll appreciate my kindness in gold hahaha" The dwarf laughed boisterously
I hid the dagger in my wrist sheath and looked at Mathra "Well then. Are you ready to get arrested?" I was only half joking
"As I'll ever be" Mathra said back
"I just hope we'll get a sweet prison tatoo." Eeuna addeed unnecessarily
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Chronicles of a Mage, Book One
FantasyAbout a year and a half ago as of when this story is being uploaded I had the random inspiration to start writing a book. At first I only wrote for fun but now I realize that there's no reason not to share my stories with the world. Granted, this wa...
