Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140119184840/@comment-24438639-20140127222233

Olaf lifted from the forge a stalthrim Sword, clearly well crafted he continued to sharpened it to a razor point, it was lighter than most of his other weopans and he gave it a few swings, for now it would do. He then left it near him and began reparing his chestplate, he fastened the leather straps of the amour and added a few new ones that had been cut. He continued working all morning his arm had no problem bringing the hammer over the metal over and over he was used to it by now.