Author's Note: This post actually should have been made some two months ago. Sorry, Grem, omg~!
Normally, such work would require the smaller anvil and tools of the silversmith.
However, Grem had specifically stated that it be made large. He didn't really go into details, so Jodiah Ayreg did not press him. A piece of steel, flattened and broad, was easily the width of his hand and as big around as his chest when folded over. That's how Grem had wanted it, though -- like a giant ring or collar.
Next that came were the silver spikes. It took some doing, but Ayreg had finally managed to squeeze the stock of silver he had available in the silver shoppe of the Dragon's Breath to form the cone-shaped spikes. What was odd, though, was that instead of the spikes being on the outside of the collar for aesthetic purposes... Grem had wanted them mounted facing the interior curve.
That would be paining to wear, were my neck large enough.
Still, it wasn't his place to really question what commissions he had taken.
Once all of the spikes had been mounted onto the steel ring, Jodiah Ayreg was finished as far as he was concerned. He tested the melding of the metal construct with a sharp tug. It held firm.
Nodding with satisfaction, Ayreg buried it into wrapping paper and a large box. He had allowed himself this time to be talked into making delivery. He needed to speak with Grem anyway, and he could use with the leg-stretching of going out and about.
Hefting it up beneath his arm, Jodiah Ayreg made his way toward the Red Dragon. The first of the commissions had been complete, and it was a simple and easily-performed task. Hardly even worth the twenty crowns that were attached to the price.
Normally, such work would require the smaller anvil and tools of the silversmith.
However, Grem had specifically stated that it be made large. He didn't really go into details, so Jodiah Ayreg did not press him. A piece of steel, flattened and broad, was easily the width of his hand and as big around as his chest when folded over. That's how Grem had wanted it, though -- like a giant ring or collar.
Next that came were the silver spikes. It took some doing, but Ayreg had finally managed to squeeze the stock of silver he had available in the silver shoppe of the Dragon's Breath to form the cone-shaped spikes. What was odd, though, was that instead of the spikes being on the outside of the collar for aesthetic purposes... Grem had wanted them mounted facing the interior curve.
That would be paining to wear, were my neck large enough.
Still, it wasn't his place to really question what commissions he had taken.
Once all of the spikes had been mounted onto the steel ring, Jodiah Ayreg was finished as far as he was concerned. He tested the melding of the metal construct with a sharp tug. It held firm.
Nodding with satisfaction, Ayreg buried it into wrapping paper and a large box. He had allowed himself this time to be talked into making delivery. He needed to speak with Grem anyway, and he could use with the leg-stretching of going out and about.
Hefting it up beneath his arm, Jodiah Ayreg made his way toward the Red Dragon. The first of the commissions had been complete, and it was a simple and easily-performed task. Hardly even worth the twenty crowns that were attached to the price.