Welcome to The Dacorlan Anvil
The sound and smell of a forge burning outside the home is strong, these signs your only guide lead you to the workshop of a quiet figure. The swordsman taking pause uplifts his attention and smiles."I'll show you my wares.. Right this way.."He walks with the follower toward the back of the shop and opens a heavy iron standing case putting several weapons of various types onto display."I haven't had enough buisiness to stock on weapons really.. But, thats I all I forge.."
Anyone placing an order can drop a scroll at theChained@hotmail.com Custom Crafted Sale Items
Common Crafted Sale Items
Exotic Weapon Works
Mastercraft Blades
"Anyhow, thats my display case.. Right now.. I've only got a few of each of those.. I can make a new custom or old common blade you could need at anytime so check the shelves. Don't forget that I'll take a used sword anyday as well.." He stares shortly and then proceeds lifting a sword from the glowing coals behind him burying it in the water and walking away a bit for the moment.
He crosses his arms watching the slow movements of the customer.
"Now,if you are going to buy something pick it out and start counting your coin, if you have a custom work I can haggle with you through scroll.." His jaw clenches impaitiently a fresh blade sizzling in a barrel of salted water a few feet away turning his eyes..
