Now that she had made something for both Xannos and Laat, she wanted to give a gift to Skerr, of the Bountiful Wheat. After all, without the plentiful wheat of the harvest, Alija would sell so little, or at least she believed so. It seemed that about half her sales were spades or scythes or something to help with the work. That was all because of Skerr.
Besides, Alija had a great idea of what to make. A few stalks of wheat, which she could paste on a frame of sorts. Artwork honouring the thing she was known for. Alija couldn't wait to get started.
She took a long rod of gold, using a hacksaw to cut a decent length. She had once seen Rals making something similar, and was planning to copy that method.
Marking halfway, then halfway again on both sides, Alija wedged the rod in a vice, hammering and pulling with a tong to create a bend. Gold was so malleable, it bent easily, but that didn't stop Alija from hammering it on the anvil face as well, bringing it into tight curves. Gold was such a strange material to work with, Alija finding the whole process strange but also very informative. If she wanted to be a good smith, she would have to learn to use various metal types.
She took another gold rod, tapering the end into a point. This was so easy, simply holding it at an angle to the anvil face and hammering down. Once she had done that, she prepared the other piece for welding, hammering the middle, closed section tighter together and into a point. She brushed it all down as she let the fire die down to a reducing flame, then heated it quickly, applying flux as soon as possible. With gold, perhaps she was doing it all wrong.
The smith held both pieces in the fire for a little while, deciding to go back to the wire trick. As soon as it started to stick to the metal, melted in the fire, she pulled it out, forcing the two together. They met, pushing the flux out as the metal joined. She hammered around it, making the join almost unnoticeable. It was fairly easy - drawing the metal around the weld to hide that it was ever there in the first place.
The last thing to do was to bring the two loops out. She grabbed both with tongs, and pulled. The metal shifted, spreading out. Two heads of wheat, ready for her to actually shape. Alija smiled, wiping her hands clean. She couldn't wait.
Besides, Alija had a great idea of what to make. A few stalks of wheat, which she could paste on a frame of sorts. Artwork honouring the thing she was known for. Alija couldn't wait to get started.
She took a long rod of gold, using a hacksaw to cut a decent length. She had once seen Rals making something similar, and was planning to copy that method.
Marking halfway, then halfway again on both sides, Alija wedged the rod in a vice, hammering and pulling with a tong to create a bend. Gold was so malleable, it bent easily, but that didn't stop Alija from hammering it on the anvil face as well, bringing it into tight curves. Gold was such a strange material to work with, Alija finding the whole process strange but also very informative. If she wanted to be a good smith, she would have to learn to use various metal types.
She took another gold rod, tapering the end into a point. This was so easy, simply holding it at an angle to the anvil face and hammering down. Once she had done that, she prepared the other piece for welding, hammering the middle, closed section tighter together and into a point. She brushed it all down as she let the fire die down to a reducing flame, then heated it quickly, applying flux as soon as possible. With gold, perhaps she was doing it all wrong.
The smith held both pieces in the fire for a little while, deciding to go back to the wire trick. As soon as it started to stick to the metal, melted in the fire, she pulled it out, forcing the two together. They met, pushing the flux out as the metal joined. She hammered around it, making the join almost unnoticeable. It was fairly easy - drawing the metal around the weld to hide that it was ever there in the first place.
The last thing to do was to bring the two loops out. She grabbed both with tongs, and pulled. The metal shifted, spreading out. Two heads of wheat, ready for her to actually shape. Alija smiled, wiping her hands clean. She couldn't wait.