Anput PoV
The sound of hammers pounding onto anvils echoed around the forge complex, each of the Lizardkin and Dwarves continuing to construct masterpieces to supply the Empress' Guard, the Knights, the Saints, and any other high profile, worthy warrior.
Currently, I was amongst their number observing a wine red scaled Lizardkin woman hammering out a sheet of metal, which she then laid over a carved torso and began to shape the metal into a cuirass.
Beside her, a younger Lizardkin worked on weaving small segments of chainmail together, before moving on to file out and finish up the large set of metal scales that would be used for another piece of armor.
I wanted to observe first before trying my hand at crafting armor, since this was something that was just as important as the weapons that I forged.
