Smiling to myself as you notice what so many others havnt, that i live and work on holy ground, the remains of a church, I watch as you ride away, then close and lock the front door and walk back to the foundry that i have in back.<br/><br/>Selecting a light metal, i work through the day working it into a slightly curved blade. with an almost cheap, wood handle. Only the metal isnt cheap metal,but high quality, very durable and razor sharp. Using my own skills, i work a design into the metal, embuing the sword with special speed and skill that can transfer to its owner.<br/><br/>Holding it up in the light, i smile as no one that sees it will think that its a work of art. It looks like a cheap sword, made by anyone who can carve wood and shape metal, only i know better.<br/><br/>Next, i consult my books and take out my highest grade metals. Opening up a special case, i take out a lightly glowing material from it and scatter it onto the short sword that im crafting. Cooling it, then heating it up, i cool it down, then fit it into a carved ivory hilt and handle, then hold it up.<br/><br/>It glows lightly, a sign that the material i dropped onto the metal when it was hot has given it what it needs to kill or wound a shade properly. I get to work on another one, working through the night to complete it, then i start on several throwing knives for you.