Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-4356155-20131206051655/@comment-25286356-20131210012717

Uther looked at the enchanted ice and let out a satisfied groan.

"Let's hope I remember how to work this thing."

The collosal human immediatly got to work, with Dezran admiring his inborn expertise with hammer and anvil. While Uther sometimes stopped to recaculate, each of his swing had much calculation behind it. Thankfully, the Dwarven Lighter burned just enough that the metal would melt. After an hour of dedicated smithing, the nord turned around and dropped the items before his future bride.

"I was able to make two sets of cuirass, greaves, boots and gauntlets. I hope they fit you... I didn't really get to measure you."

The behemot then revealed what he was hiding behind his back; a very large, yet surprisingly light Battle Axe almost identical to his. The blade itself was razor-sharp and still burned from the fires. Everything else had been crafted with Dwarven metal that felt warm to the touch.

"I found a rune, while searching for a hammer. It started lighting up, when close to your toy. I threw it in and every bit of ice immediatly flared up. It's yours, now."