The Ember Anvil
Est. 2025 • Dwarf Fighter
The Ember Anvil
The Ember Anvil sits on a side street where the cobblestones still hold the heat of midday. Iron tools hang in ordered rows, and a shallow forge burns day and n...
Shopkeeper
Borin Ashmantle, a Dwarf Fighter (Lvl 6)
Keeper's Species
Dwarf
Shop Inventory
(16)A well-made steel longsword, balanced and polished. Typical military blade carried by guards and adventurers.
A short, nimble sword with a keen edge. Good for dual-wielding or stealthy strikes.
A simple dagger forged from iron and tempered steel. A true utility weapon.
A longsword forged in a special quenching bath; the edge holds longer and the blade hums faintly to the touch.
A stout warhammer whose head seems to hold a slow, internal warmth. Useful against cold-forged constructs and those vulnerable to fire.
A round shield reinforced at the boss. Reliable protection for foot soldiers.
Interlocking metal rings welded and riveted into a tough harness. Favored by front-line fighters.
Soft leather reinforced with metal studs; combines protection and mobility.
A polished steel shield etched with warding runes that glow faintly when danger approaches.
Half plate of tempered steel, fitted and finished by hand to reduce chafing and increase durability.
A small, corked vial of red liquid that glimmers when shaken.
A pot of thick, warm salve blended by the blacksmith's herbal ally; not strictly arcane but remarkably restorative.
A leather-wrapped toolbox containing the implements of the trade.
A coil of stout hempen rope treated to resist rot and basic abrasion.
Service: the smith's apprentice cleans and sharpens a single melee weapon; restores proper edge and removes minor nicks.
A black, oil-based coating smoked with ash and sealing resins. Applied to metal gear to protect it from salt, acid, and rust.
Borin Ashmantle
Shop Atmosphere
“The Ember Anvil sits on a side street where the cobblestones still hold the heat of midday. Iron tools hang in ordered rows, and a shallow forge burns day and night; the shop smells of coal, oil, and a faint tang of citrus polish. The owner hums tunelessly and taps a rhythm on the anvil before every strike. Customers will notice a battered bell shaped like an anvil; a single ring summons Borin's apprentice from the back. The shop offers a small shelf of metalwork curios and a board listing outstanding commissions: 'Shields, custom fittings, and tempering by appointment.' Borin Ashmantle, the proprietor, favors a mug of spiced cider when struck in conversation and will haggle over price but never craftsmanship.”
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