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 Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 8:55 pm
The shop is small but cozy. In the backroom there is a furnace, a box of coal, and an anvil up against the back wall. The other walls are lined with various tools from near a dozen hammers and various pliers to a leather apron and gloves so covered with soot and burn marks they are almost entirely blackened.
The front of the shop is artistly arranged, clearly displaying various items: horseshoes, blades, nails, barrel links, jewelry, needles, and many more things. Their arrangement is so impecable, it seems almost insulted by the utter lack of organization that covers the front counter. Papers ranging from account books to design plans are scattered about. A small neet sign hangs in the window reading, "Welcome!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 4:46 pm
Martin wanders in and sits down on the stool positioned behind the counter. He begins seaching through the papers on his desk. It was a common custom in Durem to offer a gift of thanks to the host and hostess of a home that has offered you welcome for an extended period. Martin could easily buy a lovely gift for Aoi or Kyu but he much prefered to make it himself. He quickly found what he was looking for: a digram he had spent a fair bit of his travels working on of a gorgeous pair of rings. Unlike a typical ring the center was not a gemstone but an engraved circle of copper and rings of silver that were coated in a thin layer of glass.
Martin had always enjoyed the idea of using glass on metal, it prevented rust, helped keep the metal cleen, added sheen, and was just fun to work with. Martin thought he'd make one for each of his hostesses and pressent it to them... when would he present it to them? Oh, well, he'd find a time. Martin went into the backroom and began to study his metal stores.
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 11:58 am
Martin wanders into the back of his shop and begins hammering a sheet of iron into thin areas, maybe a milimeter of two thick and with a chisle he cuts them into rough circles just smaller than the length of his little finger. He could perfect their shape later. Martin then approached the wall of instraments, selecting a sphere about the size of a fist and place one of his two circles on the top of it, using a mallet to shape the iron around the ball's slight curve. After repeating this with the other, he sat down to the long process of filing down the edges to make a smooth, perfectly circular edge.
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 9:42 pm
((OOC: I told you it was a long process! xd ))
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 1:04 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 11:28 am
Finally finishing his curved metal, Martin looked around for something to cover them with. He was out of sliver, obviously the first choice. If there was going to be a covering on it, Martin might have considered mercury, however in this case the posibility of poisoning his new friends was not quite as appealing as the glistening shine he was looking for. There was this northern metal he had been meaning to practice with... Martin hurried off to see if he could find it.
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 2:05 pm
Martin awoke with a start. Wow, he thought, I must have fallen a sleep. He saw that he had, however apparently found the metal foil he had been looking for as it lay on the table before him and a silngle sheet had stuck itself to his face as he slept. Martin got to work covering the curved metal pieces with the shiny foil, using a small, flat tool to smoth it down. There, he thought, sitting back to admire his work, now that wasn't so hard.
Martin frowned and glanced back at his original plan. He had originally intended for these to be rings, or at least he had in his plans; however, they now more resembled pendeds for a necklace than rings. He had learned from years of work that it did not bode well to combat the shape the metal desired to take, so necklaces they would be.
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 11:51 am
Martin fetched some copper sheets from the cabinet and some engraving tools from off his wall and headed out front. The light was better ing the front and he felt like if he stood out front, he'd at least show prospective customers that some one was there. Martin took a second to marvel, as he had done upon his arrival, at the fact that the person who had built this shop had been willing to pay for not one but two huge sheets of glass to cover the front windows. This was an expensive luxury, or at least it was where Martin had been raised. Shaking off his awe, Martin sat down at the front counter and clearing a small space to work. He began to engrave Kyu's intitials upon the sheet of copper.
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 3:33 pm
Martin frowned at the two pieces that lay before him. One already had engraved copper pressed on it, while the other lay blank and awaiting adornment. It seemed too plain, too simple just to add copper to both. Martin went into the back to see what materials he could find. After a moment of searching, Martin discovered some well hidden sheets of rusty iron. Martin took one sheet to the front and began to sand them down. Eventually he got them to a point where it was still red, but had lost its rough quality. Martin began his work, engraving aoi's initials into the red metal, with the engraving vividly silver against the rust.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 1:14 pm
Martin began melting glass to cover the necklace pieces with.
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 5:26 pm
The necklaces finally finished Martin headed out front to lock up before taking his treasures in search of Aoi and Kyu.
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