Henry Shieldworth's Blacksmith

**Warhead7** · March 06, 2013, 10:01 AM

Here lives Henry Shieldworth. This blacksmith once belonged to his father but now Henry runs it after his father was killed. He doesn't earn much money but does know how to make a decent sword.

Henry sits near a forge, sharpening the sword he had made himself.

**Lord William** · March 06, 2013, 05:08 PM

Father Henry appears in the distance limping towards the forge with his cane

**Warhead7** · March 07, 2013, 10:03 AM

Henry leapt form his seat, putting his sword to one side.
"Would you need anything? I have the finest steel around!" Henry said curious to why a person of the church was here.
He needed money, no matter who from.

**Lord William** · March 08, 2013, 06:45 PM

Henry gently smiled

I regret that this encounter is strictly business, perhaps another time i may have the chance to visit more freely.

I require a sword, not just any sword but one that cannot be broken or dulled by any force of man or nature. the sword must also be lighter than a feather and yet lose no strength in striking. I understand what I ask is quite difficult but it is why I am here, and I am will to pay any price for its completion

**Warhead7** · March 10, 2013, 06:05 PM

Henry looked at the man carefully. What he asked was strange to him. Never before had someone asked such thing of him. However he had learned his father's skills well.

"Of couse. It shall be made of the finest materials I have. The sword shall be made within days. But... if you don't mind me asking, what do you need such a fine sword for?"

Henry waited eagerly for a reply. Not knowing whether he had stepped out of line. It was none of his business really.

**Lord William** · March 11, 2013, 02:29 AM

Henry placed a small sack of coins upon the table

this should be enough to complete the task should it not, come to my residence and I shall provide more

the sword shall be prayed upon by Canterburian monks and shall be used for Divine purposes. I could elaborate but it is best that such knowledge be left to the men of the cloth