Steel looked at the gauntlet that rest before her. She being an armorsmith of reasonable skill was almost immediately able to tell some things about its wearer before even asking questions. The sheen of the metal was gone, oxidized and doused by the sun and the wet...yet still it was maintained. The leather at the glove was worn smooth, dulled in color at the points where a powerful grip held a large weapon. The buckles along the wrist were worn, the straps grooved deep to the preferred tightness around the hand.
This gauntlet had seen battle and had seen its owners life through to each new sunrise.
Steel's eyes moved up to Matahina, golden eyes focusing on hers. It was the first time she had honestly studied the woman's face. Steel gave a single nod, a hint of a smirk tugging lightly at the corner of her mouth.
"I don't presume t'know what your trainin' holds." ,she replied. "But I'm also stubborn enough t'not shy away from hard work."
This gauntlet had seen battle and had seen its owners life through to each new sunrise.
Steel's eyes moved up to Matahina, golden eyes focusing on hers. It was the first time she had honestly studied the woman's face. Steel gave a single nod, a hint of a smirk tugging lightly at the corner of her mouth.
"I don't presume t'know what your trainin' holds." ,she replied. "But I'm also stubborn enough t'not shy away from hard work."
