Ironworks ~ Apprentice Ky’skara custom sword

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{ IC- Knight Terrogate, Artifex of Tollere, Iron Born }
~*~ IronWorks, LLC. Purchase Order~*~
Construction of a sword for Iron apprentice Ky’skara
Sword: durasteel / chromium alloy. 
Knight Terrogate, Artifex of Tollere steps into the IronWorks Forge to begin the process of completing this very challenging order for a special sword for his ironborn brother Ky’skara. 
Moving to the back of the forge the Cathar puts on his heat apron and heat proof leather gloves, Terrogate was sporting a wound to his abdominals after his latest duel.. and so he was moving slow today. From the rear storeroom the Cathar collects the iron ores pre-ordered and delivered earlier in the day and trolleys them into the main forge workshop.
It had been decided that for the apprentice's weapon he would combine durasteel and chromium for the sword, to give a golden look to the weapon within the approval band of the buyer's level. 
Once the durasteel and chromium metal ingots were separated from their creates and the forges fire now roaring, the metals were heated down in large cast pots to the point where they became liquid. Removing the flak to ensure the purest product possible the knight then poured them together, combining the metal into a singular larger cast iron pot creating the alloy mix 60/40 ratio of durasteel and chromium.
Once this step was completed the metal was poured into the prefabricated mold shaped to the base design of the sword. The width and length were only a rough size but the volume of alloy matching the required amount for the sword's construction.
The Cathar had made an individual smaller mould from a sand box for the specially shaped hilt of the sword and poured the alloy into the mould, securing it and leaving it to cool. 
Once the alloy for the sword blade cooled in the larger open mould it took the  rough shape of the blade although squared off. Terrogate then goes to work, the metal blade now subject to many cycles of heating, folding, hammering and cooling, Terrogate using large tongs to handle the steel putting it deep into forge into fires and then into large barrels of water once white hot, steam filling the air making his fur mat in the damp and hot environment, his wound weeping through its bandage. With each cycle of folding the alloy molecules bind together more, making it and the end product considerably stronger. 
After every cooling and heating cycle, the Cathar warrior tempers the sword blade by hammering them into the desired forms and then folds the metal into itself and hammering the metal once again enhancing its durability. Over and over, with each cycle the shape of the sword started to become more clear. But not only is it shaped, it is more importantly greatly strengthened. 
12 hours later, both Terrogate’s hands are blistered and bloodied, he is drenched in sweat and it drips freely from his whiskers onto the ground as he sits hunched over on the forge's small wooden rest stool eating his very late night dinner, missing his wife Mab yerpt again tonight in leu of his duty. Next to him, the apprentice's sword lay on the metal bench now folded a total of 70 times, shaped, polished, carved and crafted into a beautiful piece of art that could last over a millennium. He is exhausted.. but the iron apprentice deserves a quality blade and Terrogate had a reputation to uphold dispite the rocky history between the two Tollere members. 
Finishing his meal after rebandaging his damaged abdomen and blistered hands he then returns to work.. Only a few things left to do now.. 
Carefully he takes the sword blade and sets the base end into the premade Squid shaped hilt he had since removed from the sand mould, filed, crafted and also machined in readiness for this part of the process. He attaches the blade and hilt together via way of a machined metallic locking bar that resembles a spike extending from the hilt and slides into the bottom of the blade with a sharp click locking the two parts securely into place giving it the required squid blade look.
Terrogate then takes the sword over to the wet grinding stone and begins sharpening the edges of the blade till it is now a razor sharp killing weapon. The warrior smiles as his mind briefly flashes to learning to use a wooden sword from his father in the jungles of Cathar, and he makes an extended flourish with the weapon remembering the movements of Form 2 like muscle memory. It's balance was perfect for the weapon. The apprentice should be happy with it.
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