seventh star

[maidenofdusk.livejournal.com]

[Written, as usual, in her beautiful, flowing script]

My bow is done now, for anyone who saw me making it.
Many hours of work and song – it suits me well.

The Castle saw fit to provide me with tools and sinew for the string. The birds gifted me with feathers for fletching the arrows, and all I must do now is finish them with metal heads. I have built a kiln on the grounds, and the Castle brought me mithril.

Does anyone else have use for a kiln? Pottery, perhaps? Or other weapons making?
Does anyone know of a place where I shoot at a target to test the arrows and bow, when I have finished?

[Duster]
Would you like to see it, now that it is finished?
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[Lord Morrolan]
You once mentioned that you would like to have a sword to ease at least a small amount of the pain from she whom you have lost. If you have any knowledge of weaponsmithy, the kiln can be yours.
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[preparedforthis.livejournal.com]

[Wow, his name looks completely different in script like that. Like it's not really his name at all.]

Arwen. [He says it like reminding himself. Then he replies, slowly, in plain printing:]

I would like to see it. Where are you?

[maidenofdusk.livejournal.com]

On the Castle grounds, currently. [Insert directions to her kiln here]

[preparedforthis.livejournal.com]

Okay, I'll be right there.

[He arrives after some timeskippage, studiously following the written directions.]

[maidenofdusk.livejournal.com]

It's nice to see you again.
And here it is - my finished bow.
[She holds it out to him. It's a long bow, so fairly large, and heavy. Delicate carving envelops the bow on either side of the handle - twin trees, their branches twining together and on all sides of the bow, reach up to stars at the points.]

[preparedforthis.livejournal.com]

It's good to see you, too.

[And then he stares at the bow, taking in all the detail.] That must have been a lot of work, Arwen. It looks like a weapon to be proud of.

[maidenofdusk.livejournal.com]

It was a lot of work, but a work of the heart is never tedious. You may test it, if you like - you said you were trained in weaponry?

[preparedforthis.livejournal.com]

[As long as he's got permission to touch someone else's tool. He takes the bow in two careful hands, getting to know its weight more than anything.]

Well, I learned a bit of the ancient history of weaponry. There weren't any actual weapons to train with, other than sticks and planks that could be a weapon if a person needed them to be. You said you use arrows with this?

[maidenofdusk.livejournal.com]

Ah. Perhaps I shall teach you to make and train with your own bow?

And yes - [She reaches over her shoulder, and grasps an arrow.] I made a few so far; the tip is mithril. [She now holds the arrow out to him, intending to trade it for the bow]

[preparedforthis.livejournal.com]

[Arwen's training would be different from any training he's ever known, that much is obvious. Maybe different in a good way. He gives back the bow and takes the arrow, taking a long moment to think as he examines it.]

Hmm. Smooth so it doesn't catch on the air, I see.

... I think I'd rather just watch the bow in action. This arrow by itself feels more like a tool I'd use than a whole bow would. But thank you.

[maidenofdusk.livejournal.com]

Yes. So it flies straight and true.

I shall be up at dawn every day for the next week practicing. Lord Morrolan has told me there is a place near the stables that is intended for such practice. Perhaps you will care to join me? But then, I do not know your sleeping habits.

For now, however, I have more arrowheads to cast and temper.

[preparedforthis.livejournal.com]

I'm awake at night sometimes, dawn isn't that much different. [He gives back the arrow.] I'll make sure to vsit.

[maidenofdusk.livejournal.com]

[She takes it back, returning it to the quiver.]
Then so may it be.

It seems the fire in the kiln is hot enough again, however. If you do not mind, I shall return to my craft.

[preparedforthis.livejournal.com]

Oh. Yes, that's fine.

[He gives a wave goodbye, and leaves Arwen to her work.]

Lady Arwen

[lord-morrolan.livejournal.com]

[written back; his handwriting is a bit spidery]

My thanks, Lady Arwen. Perhaps I shall try my hand at forging - it has been some time since I studied with the Serioli, but it would be well worth the effort.

As well, there is a shooting range somewhat near the stables in the courtyard. I hope you find it to your liking.

Lord Morrolan

[maidenofdusk.livejournal.com]

Thank you; I shall try it.

May the Valar bless your work.

Lady Arwen

[lord-morrolan.livejournal.com]

And the Lords of Judgment watch over your own.