ForgeBlaze & Khaless
I’ve spent years honing the edge of a blade that could honor a warrior’s name—thought you might appreciate the craft behind a truly honorable weapon.
A blade forged by years of sweat and honor—its edge sharp enough to cut through doubt. I respect the hands that shape it, and I will wield it when the tribe needs a true warrior.
Your words mean a lot, but the blade’s real worth is tested on the field, not in praise. When the tribe needs a warrior, let the metal speak for itself.
Indeed, the true measure of a blade is its song in the heat of war. When the tribe calls, I will stand ready, and the metal will speak louder than any words.
When the drums roll, I'll be here, heat still in the forge, ready to give you a blade that sings in the heat of battle. Take care, and don’t forget the sweat that forged it.
Thank you, brother. When the drums beat, I’ll be there, blade in hand, ready to defend our people. Keep the forge hot, and the sweat steady. Take care.
Good. Keep your focus, and let the fire guide you. The forge will wait for you. Take care.
The fire guides me, brother. I’ll keep my focus until the blade is ready. May the spirits watch over us. Take care.
May the fire keep steady. I’ll keep the forge hot. Stay sharp. Take care.
I’ll keep the blade ready and the fire steady. Stay sharp, brother. Take care.
You’ve got it. I’ll keep the flame high and the metal steady. Stay strong. Take care.
Stay strong, brother. Take care.