TING... TING... TING... TING... Hsssssssssssssss
Hot steam filled the forge as a massive blade of the exotic dragonite metal quenched its heated thirst in a pool of water. To them, it was a job, a service. To Veisu, it was an art. He removed the blade from its bath, pivoting his sweat coated torso as he carried his craft to a stone bench. It was here that he would assemble the mechanics inside the weapon. This was no ordinary sword and shield; it featured many unique functions.
Firstly, the blade of the sword contained small slits, in which blood would collect from fighting monsters. These slits led to a reservoir inside the handle, and the wielder could discern if this vial was full by a resonant red glow that would emanate from the blade. The hunter would then sheathe the blade into a scabbard installed in the shield, and open the valves inside the blade. This would deposit the blood into a chemical bath hidden in the shield, and the resulting admixture would fill up to five phials inside the shield.
Next, the shield contains a latch that secures the sword into the scabbard. One side of the shield was kept sharp for this purpose, for when secured, the hunter could swing the sword and shield as a great-axe.
Lastly, the hunter could release bursts of the chemical mixture stored in the phials while swinging this pseduo-axe to deal explosive or energetic damage to the target.
"Here." Veisu said, handing the finished product to a man standing on the opposite side of a counter. The man nodded and set a pouch on the counter, and departed with his weapon. Upon inspection, Veisu noted the contents of the pouch to be a large sum of coin.
Minegarde was one of the first cities to support the Hunter's Guild. And as such, it was one of the most populated. As a hunter of his rank, the Guild would allow Veisu to travel as he pleased, knowing he would commit to hunts and other services wherever he was. To their surprise, he had shown much more commitment than expected: whenever Veisu wasn't hunting or sleeping, he was gathering and forging. He had been this way since he joined the Guild, and being stationed in Minegarde was no different.
Well, it was no different for him. For others, gossip of his presence and his work would infest any town or city he visited.