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Another thing he loved was giving names to his creations – an arbitrary right he, as a typical creator, would never concede to anyone else. Each of the things he made was one of a kind, so Truvle’s clients were not just commoners, and never poor.

And now, with some crazy fanatical gleam in his eyes, he looked at the weapon and whispered, “Order from the capital. Some extremely powerful Mister… perhaps even from the Supreme…”

“Why perhaps?” I could not resist asking.

“The order was brought by a servant… a very strange person, all wrapped in a cloak. I couldn’t even see his eyes from under the hood… Just whispered he would be back in seven days, and then stuffed into my hand a note listing all the details he wanted in his weapon, and disappeared,” the smith sounded thoughtful and a little nervous.

“You didn’t like him, did you?”

“Him? No… the voice was really strange… as if rustling… But the moment he paid me I nearly fell in love with him,” Truvle chuckled picking the tongs.

I smiled. Yeah, people coming to this area were strange sometimes but a good order they placed would immediately excuse anything we did not like about them. I took another curious glance – the blade was solid and well-balanced, nothing less to expect from the Master, though.

It took a gracious turn coming to a thin and sharp point, while the body itself was decorated with curls and whorls resembling waterfalls. They went up to the handle getting larger and more visible, while at the crosshead the streams of metal hugged tenderly a huge light-blue gem and then split into two peculiar lines getting lost in the tight handle. Despite the red light coming from the flame, the gem shimmered blue. And the back of the handle featured a special mark – tongs crossed with a hammer all enveloped in flames – Master Truvle’s trademark that stood for the top quality.

“Beauty…” I gasped. “Truvle, you outdid yourself!”

“Oh, come on! Just spare my blushes!” the blacksmith was definitely happy with the praise, and I could tell immediately he was proud of his own work.