#custom leather knife sheaths

[roberthunter789]

Craftsman's Elegance: Bespoke Stories in Custom Leather Knife Sheaths and Scabbards

Immerse your blades in artisanal tales with our custom leather knife sheaths and scabbards. Each piece, a chapter in craftsmanship, is meticulously tailored to echo your knife's unique character. Unveil the artistry that intertwines protection and style in this bespoke journey for your cherished blades.

[theatikstore]

TheAtik Store - Knives

All the knives are manufactured to last for many years of daily use. The blades are made of hardened steel and polished by hand to a mirror-like finish. To that wonderful process, we add the all-wood handles. The handle for each knife is created according to the shape and purpose of the knife. The wood we use is carefully selected and designed to match the blade line flow. Together, the metal and the wood form a perfect and harmonious item. The knives are only for personal use in the purpose of supporting your needs in a peaceful and loving way. Please keep them out of reach of children and enjoy. We are thankful for your loving support.

[blazingbladezz]

Custom Handmade Unique Set/Lot of 7 Different Knives with leather sheath - Best Gift For Him / Her

These can serve purpose as hunting knives, skinners and as chef knives set too. Different designs and materials made this set a unique gift for your loved ones.

Blade Material: All knives are made of D2 Steel

Handle Material: 5 knives have wooden handle and 2 knives have camle bone handle

Note:

Package contains 7 knives same as shown in pictures. These superb design knives are hand forged and comes in a pouch which is free of cost to avoid damages.

Features:

- Hand forged with a sharp blade.

- Hardness: 58-60 HRC.

- Supplied with a belt supportive protective pouch to prevent damage.

Shipping:

- Ships via DHL Express.

Care Tips:

- Avoid prolonged storage in the pouch to prevent rust.

- Apply oil to the blade after use.

- Clean the knife thoroughly after use.

Age Restriction:

- Buyers must be 18 years or older.

Visit our Etsy Store (Link in Bio)

https://www.etsy.com/shop/BlazingBladez

[syedblades321]

Handmade kitchen knife set with BBQ Sickle and fork comes with a leather sheath

[hevanderson]

hi. take some glestern style descriptions. also i must preface by saying this is NOT historically accurate nor is it meant to be. this is based off of vibes alone. thumbs up

quinn: early on, she wears very modest outfits. high collars and skirts that go to the ankles. flat shoes. long sleeves and/or impractical lacy gloves. light colors, particularly blue and white. long hair, either all down or partially up and partially down. cross necklace is always on. classy, expensive looking jewelry, particularly bracelets. later, she wears pants that are clearly second-hand and in relatively poor condition, stolen. big, button up work shirts that are also not in the best shape. the buttons are never fully buttoned. her hair is now short, think her season 3 hair or s2 new york hair. no more cross necklace, and minimal jewelry, if any at all. more durable shoes meant for working. a belt with a holster to carry a gun. carries more practical gloves in the pocket of her pants. darker color schemes with a lot of neutrals. most of her clothes have some visible stress on them

santana: darker colors. a decent mix of tight and loose clothing– usually, her tops are tighter and her bottoms are looser. big fan of shorts and shorter skirts. moveability is a priority for her. likes necklaces, but doesnt own many. the ones she own are from her family and tend to somewhat clash with her outfits but she wears them anyway because she loves her family. ties her hair up when working, high ponytail, no bangs. when shes working with sue's gang, she layers up as best as she can and goes for all loose clothing so its easier to move and sneak around. her hair is tied into a low ponytail to keep it out of her face. at work and in everyday, she wears boots with a mild heel, but when shes on duty for sue she wears discreet flat shoes to avoid making sounds. for the same reason, she also doesnt wear jewelry while working with sue's gang

puck: dark colors. darker blue jeans that have been worn quite a bit. rips in the jeans. black cowboy boots are always on, and are rather simple with no designs in them. shaved head. off duty, he occasionally wears a cowboy hat. he wears button ups that are, of course, never fully (or at all) buttoned. the sleeves to these shirts are often rolled up to his forearms. tattoos on his arm, hand-done of course, random doodles he thinks make him look badass. always has a gun in his belt holster, conveniently placed right in front of his crotch. gross

tina: dark colors strike again, but her outfits have accents of blue. gloves, dyed black leather with the occasional lace. high collared shirts paired with intricate silver necklaces, usually adorned with blue gems. long, ruffled skirts. her outfits between working and day to day dont change much, although she sometimes will wear subtley striped black pants when working. always in heeled boots with looping stitched details in blue thread. her hair is plain back and usually down, but, occasionally when shes working at the saloon, she'll pull it into a low ponytail or braids. wears a black leather crossbody satchel. no guns on her but just in case she does carry around a small knife with a sheath

brittany: finally a break from dark colors. brittany primarily wears whites and lighter colors, particularly blues, pinks, and oranges. a wide collection of white shirts she's customized, either intentionally or unintentionally– grass stains, paint splatters, patterns stitched into her shirts. she keeps it loose. overalls enjoyer, usually wears a blue pair that have doodles and practice stitches all over them. she generally prefers pants and shorts, and usually wears light blue denim. if she does wear a skirt, it is flowy but not long, and must have some form of pattern on it (she likes florals the most). her hair is equally spent down as it is spent up; either, it is everywhere and flowing freely (usually when shes just out and about), but when working on her farm or performing she ties it up into a high ponytail, but leaves her bangs out (think her early s2 bangs). when shes working for sue, she borrows clothes from santana. she also ties her hair into a ponytail and pins it into a large, rather impractical, hat she wears. her gang clothes are dark, both to obscure her identity and to give her more security under darkness

mercedes: glamorous and colorful. the largest parts of her outfits are usually black or dark brown, but anything else is bursting with color. when performing, she wears darker high-low skirts with ruffles in purples, pinks, and reds depending on the costume. more corset-like tops that have ruffles lining the top and spilling over onto the off-the-shoulder sleeves. feathery headbands. gloves that stop at her wrists and are complimented by bejeweled bracelets. tights with some subtle patterns in them in a darker version of what her outfit's accent color is. tall boots that are just a little impractical to walk in. when shes off duty, she still wears skirts, and they range from stopping at her mid-thigh to coming down to her ankles. flat shoes that are comfortable to walk in. she wears the same bracelets, but loses her gloves and headband. her shirts have a similar construction to her performance ones, corest-y and off the shoulder, but when shes just lounging around or creating costumes she wears more relaxed tops– button ups and things like that. no matter what, though, she likes to have a lot of color. her hair, both on and off duty, is most similar to her s1 pilot hairstyle. no weapons, she tries to be a pacifist when she can

sam: light colors, but a bit less soft than brittany's color schemes. cool colors, blues and greens with some greys. his hair is similar to late s2. king of plaid button ups, and he wears them buttoned to the very top bc he takes his job as sheriff seriously. occasionally wears a grey cowboy hat that has his name stitched into the inside of it (courtesy of mercedes). his shirt is always tucked into his blue jeans, which have very faint grass stains and places that look like theyre on the verge of tearing. brown cowboy boots always. if he wants to class his outfit up, and he does abkut 50% of the time, he'll pair his shirt with a brown leather vest and, of course, a bolo tie. he also wears a belt with a medium sized round belt buckle. he has a holster on his belt but rarely has a gun in it because he honestly hates resorting to violence despite his job

[mjsharpcraft]

10 Pcs Chef Set

[realdeadeye]

She hands over a small bag with a couple items in it. A custom made black-leather pouch meant to strap onto his leg, and a new sheath for his knife that could be worn on his chest or leg, also of that same craftsmanship.

“Found a really good leatherworker at the local ren faire, thought of you.”

Well what do you know? Actual, genuine leather. He's appreciated the shrapnel repelling quality of the stuff better than anybody he knows, he thinks. He's certainly been in enough crashes to warrant a little faith in his jackets.

Leon tosses the sheath up in the air when he digs it out of the bag, and catches it.

"These are great, Helena. Didn't know you went to one of those."

[primordialfireforge]

Set of finger knifes ready! Couple of these are going for a customer and rest are made ready for the summer markets and to my Etsy shop. They come with sheath and a leather strong, so you can wear those around your neck. Candy little things these are. You can find these and other my items at my Etsy shop:

[gracien-system]

So uh

we might be starting a new project.

Had some random inspiration.

Hope y'all enjoy this prologue/first chapter.

8:13 am, October 10th, 2026. I wake up with the first trappings of a migraine, groggily looking across my room. At first I thought it might just be a regular morning, then I saw a black cat run across the hallway outside of my door.

I jumped to my feet, getting dressed as fast as I could, and grabbing a combat knife from a nearby shelf.

See, my life has been far from an ordinary one. I’ve seen many things, done many things. I’ve been involved in the supernatural, been part of rituals, been the target of rituals. But one of the most consistent things I’ve experienced throughout my life is this:

Any time I’m about to be in life-threatening danger, I see an ethereal cat run across my vision. It’s always the same cat. Black as shadow and faster than god, always early enough to let me know I need to move, never early enough for me to get answers before the fact.

I dashed through my apartment, not having any clue what the danger would be, but knowing that there would be something coming and soon. The walls around me were gray and overall normal, the floors hardwood and vinyl, the space overwhelmingly ordinary. I always made a point to never get too at home in places like these – knowing how often I need to run, the only place I can truly get used to is my car, but even that’s shaky, knowing my luck.

I guess that I have at least a few minutes before I’m fighting for my life, so I throw on the rest of my gear before bolting out the door. All in all, I’m wearing a plain white t-shirt with a kevlar vest underneath and thin jacket overtop, alongside tan cargo pants that hold a garter sheath and holster, both filled with their respective weapons – a custom made tempered steel combat knife, and a well-maintained .308 caliber 5-shot revolver – and a pair of steel toe leather boots.

An outfit designed to both fit in with a crowd and give me enough protection to survive a firefight, if a bit stereotypical.

After finishing the relatively short process of suiting up, I grabbed my wallet and keyring before leaving the apartment, speed walking my way to the parking lot. 5 minutes later, as I’m entering my car, I hear the distinctive sound of an armored vehicle speeding its way towards me. No sirens, not police. I turned the key, the car started. A relatively old thing, but still working perfectly fine in spite of age and the number of firefights I’ve been in.

The armored vehicle revealed itself to be a van, windows tinted so thoroughly they were almost black, the van itself was clumsy to turn, obviously far heavier than standard – armor plating, probably has at least 6 people in it, maybe more.

I pulled out of the parking space as 4 men exited the van from the back, and made their way towards my apartment building. They looked like special forces, but had a few things that made me realize they were something else. An emblem from an organization I had seen a few times before, and had the displeasure of dealing with again, it seems.

I let out a sigh, thanking whatever god gave me the cat, and cursing whatever god made me deal with these fuckers again, as I pulled out of the parking lot and began driving aimlessly towards the edge of town.

[ansariforge]

Unveiling the Masterpieces: 10 Best Damascus Knives by Ansari Forge

Hey there knife enthusiasts, buckle up because I'm about to take you on a thrilling ride through the world of fine craftsmanship and cutting-edge design. If you've been on the hunt for the ultimate Damascus knife to add to your collection, look no further than Ansari Forge. Renowned for their impeccable quality and unparalleled artistry, Ansari Forge has curated a collection that's bound to leave you in awe. So, without further ado, let's dive into the top 10 Damascus knives that are stealing the spotlight:

1 : Damascus Kukri Knife - This beauty boasts a bone handle and comes with a leather sheath, making it a perfect blend of style and functionality. Ideal for both collectors and outdoor enthusiasts.

2 : Damascus Steel Hunting Knife - Crafted with a camel bone handle and accompanied by a leather sheath, this knife is your perfect companion for all your hunting adventures.

3 : Damascus Folding Pocket Knife - Sleek, stylish, and practical, this pocket knife with a bone handle is a must-have for everyday carry.

4 : Hand-Forged 8-Inch Chef Knife - Elevate your culinary skills with this chef knife featuring a stabilized burl wood handle and a leather sheath. Precision and beauty combined in one.

5 : Full Tang Damascus Bowie Knife - Designed for the wilderness, this Bowie knife with horizontal carry leather sheath is your go-to for hunting and camping expeditions.

6 : Fixed Blade Damascus Gut Hook Knife - With a full tang wood handle and included leather sheath, this knife is tailor-made for skinning, hunting, and outdoor adventures.

7 : Ruby Ranger 9 Damascus Hunting Knife - Unleash your inner hunter with this masterpiece featuring a gut hook and a sheath. Crafted to perfection for your hunting escapades.

8 : Markhor Hunter Damascus Steel Knife - The horn handle adds a touch of elegance to this Damascus steel knife, making it a prized possession for any collector.

9 : Custom Handmade Forged Hunting Knife - With a horizontal leather sheath, this 9.5-inch hunting knife is a testament to Ansari Forge's commitment to excellence in craftsmanship.

Damascus Folding Knife Liner Lock - Practicality meets sophistication in this custom pocket knife with a walnut wood handle and sheath.

Each knife from Ansari Forge is not just a tool but a work of art that tells a story of craftsmanship and dedication. Whether you're a seasoned collector or a novice enthusiast, these Damascus knives are sure to captivate your heart and elevate your collection to new heights. So, what are you waiting for? Dive into the world of Ansari Forge and experience the magic of fine blades like never before. Happy slicing! 🗡️✨

[roberthunter789]

Handmade vs. Mass-Produced: Why Custom Leather Knife Sheaths Stand Out

 In a world where efficiency and mass production dominate, the allure of handcrafted, custom items holds a special place. When it comes to leather knife sheaths, the choice between a handmade, custom creation and a mass-produced alternative can make all the difference in both style and substance.The Artisan's TouchCraftsmanship Beyond CompareHandmade, custom leather knife sheaths are a testament to the artisan's skill and dedication. Each piece is carefully crafted, bearing the mark of a skilled craftsman who takes pride in their work. Unlike mass-produced alternatives, which often sacrifice individuality for uniformity, a handmade sheath is a unique work of art.Personalization at Its FinestOne of the standout features of custom leather knife sheaths is the ability to personalize. Whether it's a monogram, a specific color scheme, or intricate detailing, the level of personalization sets handmade sheaths apart. This ensures that your knife sheath isn't just a functional accessory but a reflection of your personal style and preferences.Quality Materials, Impeccable DurabilityHandpicked Leather SelectionMass-produced sheaths often use lower-grade materials to cut costs. In contrast, custom leather knife sheaths are crafted from handpicked, high-quality leather. This not only enhances the aesthetic appeal but also ensures superior durability and resistance to wear and tear.Tailored to Your BladeCustom sheaths are designed with a specific knife in mind, ensuring a snug and secure fit. This level of attention to detail is often overlooked in mass production, where one-size-fits-all solutions may compromise the safety and protection of your valuable blades.Supporting Local ArtisansEthical and Sustainable PracticesOpting for a handmade, custom leather knife sheath means supporting local artisans and craftsmen. By choosing to invest in these one-of-a-kind creations, you contribute to the preservation of traditional craftsmanship and promote ethical, sustainable practices within the industry. ConclusionWhen it comes to leather knife sheaths, the choice between handmade, custom creations and mass-produced alternatives is clear. The former offers a level of craftsmanship, personalization, and quality that is hard to match. When you invest in a custom leather knife sheath, you're not just getting a functional accessory – you're acquiring a unique piece of art that stands the test of time. Levergun Leather Works is your one-stop shop for top-quality custom leather knife scabbards and sheaths. Our sheaths are made from handpicked, high-grade leather, guaranteeing durability and a touch of timeless elegance. Say goodbye to one-size-fits-all solutions. Our custom leather knife scabbards and sheaths are designed to provide a snug and secure fit for your specific blade, ensuring both safety and style. 

[rockyroadknives]

Trap Spring Knife

Made with Bridger #1 trap spring. Stabilized ash handle, locally sourced and milled on our farm. Custom made leather sheath.

Overall length 9”, blade length 4 1/4”, blade width 1 3/16”.

$100.00

[bountyhaunter]

TIMING: A day or two after ‘What If…’ LOCATION: Ball & Chain Forge PARTIES: Rhett @ironcladrhett & Daiyu @bountyhaunter SUMMARY: Daiyu goes to see Rhett at the forge to talk about a custom knife order. CONTENT WARNINGS: None!

It was important for her to buy her own weapons. This wasn’t something Daiyu examined closely — she just knew that the need was there and that she answered it. She did understand her desire for financial freedom, however, and that this probably tied into it. The Volkovs were the rich type, after all. Upper class. Made rich through the exploitation of beasts and shifters and any other shady thing alike, fingers stained with blood money. Family money was a collar and leash, though, a way to yank and keep people close.

Because money bought happiness. Money bought knives, handmade and silver. Money bought independence, autonomy. And so Daiyu was determined, if not gleeful, when she set foot into the forge. When she met the warden called Rhett who looked like he’d known better days. Regardless, they shook hand and exchanged pleasantries (not many, neither of them the type) and got to the meat of the meeting. Daiyu tried hard to not get distracted by all that surrounded her. It was a cool place. It almost made her drool. She was already thinking about what other things she’d like to commission. 

Daiyu got bored easily, after all. New weapons were a good way to keep the hunt (and with that life) exciting. “Alright, alright,” she grinned, “I’m curious to see this prototype.” She held up a hand, that soon disappeared into her jacket where her favored knife was sheathed. Custom-made, too, both the knife and sheath. “This is the one I prefer to work with now. But I want something smaller — preferable ones I can double wield, ya know?” Her eyes flicked around. “This place fucking rocks, by the way.”

—

Rhett lacked the usual spring in his step when it came to weapon design, and that wasn’t just on account of the iron leg. This was going to be his last one, and that understanding tasted bitter on his tongue. He’d have to give the young hunter a good reference for one of the other blacksmiths so she could keep patronizing this place in his absence, but he’d make sure this piece was one she truly loved before kicking off. He was a man of his word, after all. 

Taking the knife she’d brought from her, unsheathing it and turning it over in his hands to give it a careful inspection, he nodded thoughtfully. “Aye, can do that.” He ran his fingers along the blade, his gaze raking over the weapon. It was quality, a nice piece. He could do better, of course, but it was very excellent besides. Passing it back as ideas started to form in his mind, he leaned back on his stool and reached for a leather pouch on the work table beside him, flipping it open and pulling out a hunk of silver that was dagger-shaped, but lacked any detailing or a grip. 

“Can work this down into somethin’ smaller, like ya want. Here, I got some hilt options…” He started pulling out other finished knives that all had different styles to them. “Pick ‘em up, give ‘em a few swings, aye? See what feels good for weight n’ the grip. Can work out the details to make it unique to ya after that.” He sniffed, nodding his head over toward the corner of the room. “There’s a dummy back that way, if ya wanna see how it feels in action. Take yer time.”

—

Maybe she should try to get into weapon making. It was the other hunter who’d told her, even if it was indirectly, that perhaps she needed to add another skill to her arsenal. Besides, Daiyu liked custom weapons. She had turned a regular shotgun into a sawed off one before she’d turned eighteen, so who knew — maybe there was something to gain there. But for now, she was just antsy to try a few knives. Her eyes kept passing to the Warden who did have quite the reputation, it turned out. Daiyu preferred to go off what she was given at face value rather than whispers at a hunter bar, though. 

She eyed the options with wide eyes, lips curling up, “These are awesome, did you make all of ‘em?” Greedy fingers reached for two knives, both hands wrapped around their hilts, testing their weight. “Nice.” She put them to the left, tried two more. One was discarded immediately, the other joined the other two. Daiyu knew what she was looking for, though she was making a mental wishlist in her mind at the same time. She’d have to ask Rhett if he had any references for bows.

After a quick selection, she moved over to the dummy, turning the knives in her hands and launching them into the dummy’s neck. It wasn’t often she fought humanoid creatures, admittedly — she preferred to hunt shifters when they were shifted and besides, she was most often on the tail of various beasts. Daiyu released the knives, mimed the gushing of blood and grinned at the warden over her shoulder. She spent a short while retrieving the knives and slashing a few times, but it didn’t take her long. She was made for impulse decisions and purchases. Returning to the table, she extended one of them, hilt towards the warden. “This might be a good one to go off. I dig the look of it. Slips nice and easy in the palm, but also offers enough of a grip, y’know?” 

—

“Aye, over the years… decided if I was gonna start takin’ custom orders, oughtta have a few things fer the ol’ portfolio.” Rhett watched her pick them up and test how they felt in her hands, making note of which ones she seemed to prefer and parsing out why that was based on how she held them. His gaze followed the young hunter when she went over to the dummy, and watching her mimic a few attacks and subsequent blood spurts actually brought a slight smile to his face. He couldn't help but remember when he'd been as young and full of vim and vigor as she was now, and it was comforting, in a way. He was a relic, but there'd always be more hunters to pick up the mantle. 

Still wearing the smirk, the old warden accepted the blade of choice back from her, nodding in agreement. “Thought ya might prefer this one.” From there, he reached for his sketchbook and flipped it open, starting with a rough drawing of the hilt of choice. “What kinda blade shape you want? Hawksbill, tanto, guthook…? Here's a few, in case ya ain't familiar with the names.” He flipped back to the beginning of the book and produced two pages full of different knife blade styles, pushing it toward her. 

—

The concept of a retired hunter was a rare one, but Daiyu found it a comforting thought. It wasn’t quite like she wanted to leave this life behind, but the concept of perhaps retiring towards something else after years of fight was something she might like. Maybe not even for herself, but at the very least for her uncle who always seemed so weighed down. (She didn’t expect to live to an age of retirement, anyhow.) “That makes sense, yeah. So you’ve been doing this a long time, then?”

She had never been the best at retaining knowledge and learning, but when it came to these things Daiyu had been quite good at remembering. She knew the fight, the grit, the violence and the tools it took. Sometimes it seemed it was all she was good for. And so she didn’t have to look at the book of blades to answer the question, “Hawksbill would be perfect,” she said. “Might have to step by for another set or something soon. Got some nice shit here. And this town, well… Crawling with stuff.”

—

Her question was answered with a slow nod, and after a moment of thought, a few words. “Grew up on it. Trainin’ under masters’ah the craft while I hopped from town to town. Huntin’ didn’t always pay well, ya see… needed a skill I could use anyplace.” Chuckling approvingly at the swift decision, Rhett flipped back to his concept drawing and started to sketch. “That it is, that it is… won’t never run outta quarry, it seems. Good to have folks like you in places like this.” He sucked in a sharp breath, pressing harder on the pencil as he made the stroke for the edge of the blade. “Afraid I won’t be around after I finish this for ya… but the folks what own this place, the twins, they’re damn good smiths. Can make ya anythin’ ya like, won’t balk at no kinda requests. I’ll let ‘em know to give ya a discount.” He lifted his head, cocking it to the side as he looked at the drawing so far. Next was the hilt style, which he started in on as he spoke. “Which, speakin’ of… this order’s on the house.” It wasn’t like he needed her money—any that he already had had been left in a place in Emilio’s apartment where he might find it someday, or maybe whoever moved into that shithole after him. Didn’t matter, so long as someone had it. 

—

Hunting had always paid her family quite well, but then they’d had ties in all kinds of murky corners. Daiyu didn’t want to know how her father and the men before him had acquired their riches. It’d make her feel too much like them. She did wish she’d learned a practical skill like this, though. “So you moved around a lot? Cool. We didn’t stray very far, mostly stuck around in Washington. Lotsa woods to protect there.” They’d flown to other corners of the world where family lived, but her world had mostly been those pines and mountains.

She watched the other at his work, a little envious. She supposed she could try and pick something like this up, but Daiyu hated learning things she wasn’t immediately good at which was why her skillset remained limited. “Ah, hopping town again? Can’t blame ya, this place is a little bonkers.” She liked the chaos though, so far. “I get it, I don’t stick around long places either. And hey, I’ll take those discount tips.” Her lips curled into a grin and it almost faltered when he said it was on the house. A kindness. Those always got lodged in her throat. “Whoa, man. You don’t have to. Are you sure?”

—

“Aye. Was born on the water, didn’t have much of a home fer a while that weren’t the inside’ah that boat. Instilled me with the need to migrate, I guess. Weren’t a bad life.” 

The finished product was coming together on the page, and Rhett’s gaze lifted from the drawing to meet hers. “Don’t need money where I’m goin’, kid. Got no use fer it. You might as well keep it.” He cleared his throat and pushed the drawing her way, tapping the pencil on the paper. “Pick a material for the hilt, n’ if there’s any personal flares ya want—engravin’, a replaceable scale, whatever, lemme know now so I can work it into the design. All said, she’ll take ‘bout… mm, twelve more hours or so to make. Can do it all in one.” Wasn’t like he was sleeping, anyway. “Have the order ready for ya by tomorrow.”

—

“What?” The word was drawn out as she was genuinely intrigued, not having met many hunters who were based at sea. “That’s cool. Way more original than being born on regular schmegular land, that’s for sure.”

She was looking at the drawing with an eager, growing interest. Daiyu had tried drawing but as she lacked natural talent (if that even existed), she’d given up in frustration. She didn’t like failure, but she could appreciate another person’s skill. Most of the time. “Alright, cool. Thanks.” She hit her head, then pointed. “Am only saying that ‘cus I know you’re not fae.” She gave a shit-eating grin. “Wood handle, something dark. Don’t need any special things beside it, ‘tis the blade that matters most.” She doodled on her weapons when she was younger, which had been considered a personal affront to her neat father and not just because she was a shit drawer. “Tomorrow, cool! I’ll be here.”

—

The thanks and subsequent joke earned her a good-natured scoff, and the man leaned back on his stool. “Perish the thought,” he muttered with a smirk, marking down her request for a dark wood for the handle. 

Reaching out a hand to shake, Rhett cleared his throat. “You ever get a hankerin’ for somethin’ else’ah mine, I do got a few pieces put up in Chet’s shop, Fable Blades. He buys products from this forge pretty often, can just ask him to show ya ol’ Rhett’s work n’ he’ll set ya up. He’s a retired warden too, so, y’know. Good people.” Rising to his feet, the man showed Daiyu back toward the exit, arms crossed over his chest as he leaned against the doorframe. “Seeya tomorrow, kid. N’ be careful out there, aye? Don’t fly too close to the sun.”

—

She decided she liked this Rhett. He looked like the very image of a withered, alive against all odds hunter and yet he still humored her yapping. Daiyu liked her hunters with a bit of humor. “Awesome, I’m gonna do that. If your piece satisfies, you know.” She missed the innuendo for a beat, then let out a ha as if to make it seem like it had always been her intention to make a dirty joke. Bravado came easy these days. “Got no doubt about that, though.”

She grinned at him as she moved out of the shop, giving him a salute. And people dared say she didn’t respect her elders! “See you tomorrow. I’ll try my very best not to. You too, aye?” 

[kultofathena]

Ádám Bodorics – Brass and Ebony Bauernwehr

This custom crafted Bauernwehr by specialist bladesmith Ádám Bodorics is a fine way to complete your landsknecht kit with a unique and fetching blade suitable for war and camp. The tough and rigid blade of well tempered steel is sharpened and mirror polished – the blade also has a very thick blade spine to ensure it has outstanding durability. The bolster and riveted nagel are steel and the grip is a composite with a hidden and riveted blade tang surmounted by grip scales of ebony and completed with chiseseled brass framing strips. Included is a wooden scabbard which is bound in leather and throrougly embellished with brass. Included is a utility byknife and pricker which neatly fit into integrated slotted compartments on the scabbard. Below are Ádám’s own thoughts on his custom creation:

Bauernwehrs, the dagger-sized relatives of Messers, took a variety of forms utilizing several different construction methods. Details on this set place it firmly into the middle of the 16th century in style.

The blades are forged and ground from 80crv2 high-carbon steel, heat-treated to 54-56 HrC. A shared feature is the heavily tapered tang surrounded by a chiseled brass strap, which detail is taken from an unpublished original studied in a private session. The Gabon ebony grip slabs sit on the frame, with the gap between the slabs and the tang filled with adhesive. This method is taken from surviving frame-hilt sidearms of this and later eras – as it seems universal to frame-hilt pieces from the areas of modern-day Poland, Turkey and Iran, I don’t believe more Western pieces would be constructed differently. All grips are secured by tubular rivets which are peened, as I have no trust in simple pins.

The principal blade has a short false edge and simple filework on the spine. The bolsters are decorated with filework with the vestigial guard taking the shape of a stylized flower. The Nagel is also fileworked with diagonal lines, matching the scabbard’s finial. It is peened on the other side of the bolsters. The byknife has a simple flat triangular cross-section and brass bolsters with simple geometric decor on it. Normally I find it easier to rivet on the bolsters first and grip slabs after, but thorough study of a surviving frame-hilt knife showed tool marks clearly showing a different order of operations, so this time it was grip slabs before bolsters.

The pricker is also heat-treated, making it somewhat usable for honing, but my experience and the number of un-heat-treated originals strongly imply that they are much less specialized tools. In a pre-modern setting, without all the comforts we are used to, having a pointy, stiff but non-sharp piece can have a variety of uses from simply punching holes to undoing stubborn knots in arming points. The sheath has goat parchment linings for each blade, which are covered and held together by vegetable tanned leather dyed black by iron-acetate. For bonding the pieces and layers I only used hide glue. The entire piece is reinforced and decorated with a hand-wrought brass sheath frame. While these and similar frames are somewhat rare in reproductions, there are multiple surviving originals ranging from even simpler ones in iron all the way to the sculpted and gilt ones on Holbein daggers. A rather eye- catching detail is the strap around the mouth of the bypiece subsheaths, emulating the puff and slash style of period clothing. While most of the originals I’m aware of in this style are on daggers, there’s plenty of evidence for it’s use on Messers and adjacent sidearms. For suspension, there’s a pair of brass tubes on the back for a leather thong for vertical carry on a belt. The frame is held in place by friction provided by the tight fit around the sheath.

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Custom Handmade Damascus Steel Pocket Folding Knife With Leather Sheath And Resin Handle.