@Thantos@Grimmdreamer13
Jarett blinked at the sword then glanced back at his companions. Was he supposed to hold it? Was this a test? Jarett stood there until Valen walked over to talk to the bald man. Valen was right to think Jarett didn't have the strength to pick up a greatsword as tall as him, but Jarett wasn't someone to underestimate. He ignored Valen's words and chuckle as he reached over and took the sword in his hands. It was heavy. So heavy that Jarett grunted softly when he took it off the smith's hands and held it at waist level. He would never be able to wield a weapon such as this, and he didn't want to. The ebony greatsword brought bad memories back to the front of his mind that the Redguard would rather forget them. Still, he held the sword and looked at the Nord in front of him for a reaction.
the nord laughed at the breton struggle and nodded "Alright, a man who is willing to accept a blade that is to much even for them is worth the metal in my fires, How can i help you today?" he took the sword back and put it on a table next to a long ebony crafted case, he spat into the forge causing a sizzle on the hot coals and he then grabbed another piece of ebony metal and stuck it in a smelter of his own design and the metal started to melt slowly and flowed into a stone bucket that was over another firenear a series of molds "Did you need a weapon or had a question?"
he asked as his back faced the group as he started at a couple of hammers on mounts each one marked with a elemental rune and he reached up with his ebony gauntlet and grabbed the one imbued with lightening and he then walked over to the stone bucket and poured it into the mold for a dagger and her scrapped away the excess melted metal from the mold and let it cool slightly before taking it out of the mold and hitting it with the hammer her chose causing every strike to sound like thunder