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Post by Deleted on Mar 29, 2014 11:02:41 GMT
Jojo felt the heat of the day basking over her skin, the way the winds felt against her as she walked through the streets of the high town or city or whatever it was to be called. Jojo cared little about such things as this while initially she moved in steady foot spacing and found a comfortable place that she could work at. A place she could feel at ease with the smith’s fires and the forge itself. So long as all is in one place she only smiled along such lines, moving about and easily putting her hands along the ground, feeling its very reverberations as she began to fix the place up as a proper work environment. Her materials all inside her knapsack as she pulled it free, placing three on a single bench before getting to work on the fires, her hands sparking the kindler and the press for the blower’s air to pass through the coals.
With steady and easy process, she began to process the metal, working it into the dry hearth system while she kept heating the furnaces and the smith table. Her eyes looked around, trying to spot an anvil if there was any and from there she found the place and would smile, moving along to drag it closer to the workstation and the heat of the hearth, her eyes watching the color from deep scarlet to bright orange. The flames still were not hot enough to produce the flame she needed though. Thereby, Jojo kept at it, moving the steady hearth in a way she could ease it up, her eyes focused and her gaze steady. Jojo kept her hands at work, working the coals around while waiting for the temperature to rise as she assisted in pushing down the blower time to time allowing the coals to be washed over by air, allowing the oxygen to carry the flame and heat to a better standard.
Notes ╡ 3 materials in use
Word Count ╡ 325
Credit goes to Ryosuke of NFRP.
MP: 100% HP: 100% |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 29, 2014 15:01:44 GMT
Jojo kept kindling the fire, allowing the coals to grow hot before final setting material into the fire to feel the burning of it through the flames. The heat illuminating and resonating through the fires expanded in a delightful fashion as she managed to work through all the turns and pikes of the illumination of heat. Her eyes watching with a simple manner while watching with a calm manner. Jojo kept her hands gripping the tools necessary for her to move in and out of the flames with the material before pulling out and setting on the anvil, her hammer in hand smashing into the pieces. Feeling the heat of the metal before her as she smashed the fires down, the heat of her hammer punching into the metal, her hand turning this material side to side, feeling it flatten in good measure to the best manner for herself. Jojo kept at it though, not giving a rest as the heat sweat down from her brow in dropping lights of pleasant sweat.
Her eyes watching as the deoxidization sparks fly past her, the hammer sizzling as she slammed it time to time with the usual force and manner, it was all just the formal and normal manner she kept up with her. It was graceful too in the way she hammered in the material, feeling its heat and form to the right manner, her fingers massaging and forcing along the metal with the hammer handily beating into the fire of this without any disregard. She kept up her station of enjoyment in this, while having maintained the joys of this job, her hands hammering away into the earthen play. The metals here eased up, allowing her to keep hammering away and enjoying her time disrupting the metal with the bang of a hammer. She put the metal back into the fire, and allowed more of the heat to attack upon the beaten metal so that Jojo could utilize the system to heat it and run along its need with a subtle manner.
Notes ╡ 3 material in Use
Word Count ╡ 342
Credit goes to Ryosuke of NFRP.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 29, 2014 15:30:57 GMT
Jojo pushed the air in more, allowing the oxygen to pass through and blow through the subtle systems while Jojo enjoyed tempering the steal. It was then she had the idea to manage an idea, an idea as she shaped the blade further. Her eyes watching kindly as she managed to maneuver the metal into position as a sword was now formed, a sword perfectly in order for her to watch as the thing was in good and perfect order. She was happy that the sword was coming along as well as she lengthened the metal and finally processed the metal to be laid into the quench, allowing the metal to rapidly cool before she now looked at the blade, staring down the length of it with an ease to her eyes on it. This was readily an acceptable blade as she now formed to place the final material on the hilt side, the part that would be hidden under the wooden or cloth handle.
It was there she began praying, her eyes watching as she hammered in the symbol for the goddess she worshipped, the goddess of survival. Her hammer hammering in the kanji of it as she pressed it in and kept at the maneuver of pushing in further for the material to be together. She hammered in the symbol, allowing the prayers to endow the weapon as she finished her smithing and forge of the weapon in its entirety. That was all she was hoping for initially and with her eyes in thanks; this was a grace to her as she kept hammering away until the heated metal was finished. Upon the finish, she smiled and put the hot metal back into the quench allowing the metals rapid cool to excite again and now she was happy about finishing this off in its entirety. This was the grace she held and kept within mind for this entirety, twirling the blade and testing its finished wait, "And now it is done."
Notes ╡ Finite
Word Count ╡ 333
Credit goes to Ryosuke of NFRP.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 29, 2014 16:06:25 GMT
Now that the sword itself was finished, she had modifications to perform to it, her hands gripping three more materials out of her bag as she pulled them free and dusted them off. Her eyes looking at them and then at the sword itself as she smiled gingerly and twirled it in a simple manner, a casual glance of the eyes and she placed her new sword back on the burning hearth, heating the metal for more heat treat as there was more yet to do. She eased the grounds, allowed her hands to work the fire for the metal to bolster in heated strength. She would not stop, not so soon anyways as she allowed the fire to burn at her finger tips, the heat emanating from the hearth and furnace all coming together. The completely building did not burn down from the heat emanating with the manner here a surprise. Granted, that was nothing she was scheduled to focus on as she kept up the heating in kind retrospect.
Hammer in hand, metal in the fire until she pulled it out, hammering on its edge that much more every time she pulled it free from the fires. In and out the fire went, the sword pulled to and from the flames as she shaped the edge to hammer in a single edge to this sword. Having to utilize the hammer and the crude mechanics of the flame allowed her for her burn at the fire that much easier while scheduling the flames along the hearth in an accurate light. She brought the hammer back and slammed it down; initially the sparks went flying like before. Then there was the oxidization of such metal being a crude thing as she hammered away at the impurities of the metal since she brought about a new edge to it, there in keeping at the same steady flow, her hammer slamming down in necessity, as she did not stop it with such prodigal ease of fashion. That is what drew her in, drawing her to the heat of the furnace.
Notes ╡ Reforge process
Word Count ╡ 348
Credit goes to Ryosuke of NFRP.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 29, 2014 16:16:34 GMT
Jojo hammered away, knowing the sun was setting soon and all the light of her workshop would emit directly from the furnace itself that the flames resonated from. That was enough for her to enjoy the pleasantries of the company even more in delight. Instinctively it was her hammer falling down upon the metal, finalizing the push down on the relatively normal flame. It was such necessity playing forth, her eyes closing enough times, as she felt the exhaustion getting the better of her. It was initially in the way and process of which her hammering came down. The sword slowly coming to completion as the hammer was all that was left of the final additions that she required. She was happy nonetheless, the plan to create the holy sword she hoped to achieve was finally coming to fruition as she placed all the final touches and exact measurements on the initialized form of this weapon in delight.
The young blacksmith’s hammer coming down a final time, the sword pulled free and quenched in fool ice water first, hearing the sizzle before dipping in the oil to cool further. The sword was a finalized product, her eyes on the rims of it, the edge and cutting fashion of the single blade short sword as her eyes closed and she sighed in relief. She was now at the least finished with what was needed of her and now she could mass-produce the short swords on the high demand when needed. Her eyes ending as she smiled and eased the metal in a coming short supply. A steady breath, an easy one at that, as the heat slowly left the building and her body slouched over with the hearth’s cooling flames, and from the cackling and the popping reminiscent to a heartbeat, she slowly fell asleep listening to the melody of the drum within the very hearth she used all day.
Notes ╡ Reforge Finite
Word Count ╡ 319
Credit goes to Ryosuke of NFRP.
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