#leatherwork safety

[thisisgraeme]

Discover the Craft of Leatherworking: A Beginner's Guide

Embark on a rewarding journey into the world of leatherworking! From basics to advanced techniques, discover how to craft beautiful, functional leather items. Projects include coasters, wallets, belts, and bags. Start your leather crafting adventure now!

Welcome to the enthralling world of leatherworking! This art has been a respected skill through the ages, and – if you’re reading this post – now it’s your turn to learn how to craft functional and beautiful items from a simple piece of leather. I’ve been writing about leatherwork off and on for a few years now. The time has come to consolidate this passion and knowledge into something more…

[neuromantis]

the true restrain is deciding that no, i will not be fiddling with a diy safety pin thing when i am this tired and jittery.remedy

[travelingthief]

Lord Hephaestus Devotional Acts and Offerings

Learn about:

Volcanoes

Fire safety

Disability rights

The ADA (and how it could be improved)

Ableism and stigma

Blacksmithing

Forges

Devotional Acts

God of fire & volcanoes:

Woodburning (art form)

Fire scrying

Have a bonfire

Paper mache volcanoes

Burn a candle

(Learn how to) Tend a fire/woodstove/hearth

God of blacksmithing, metalworking, and crafts:

Jewelry making

Wood carving

Wire working

Making chainmail

Leatherworking

Car maintenance 

Have a good toolkit

Welding

Handyman maintenance

Robotics

Repair clothing

Carry a multitool 

Learn a new skill

Glassblowing

Restore an old/damaged object

Build Legos/Lincoln Logs

Watch restoration videos

Code/build a website

Go to science fairs/museums

Invent something

God of/with disabilities:*

Mobility aid maintenance 

Disability advocacy

Plan out your spoons/energy

Customize mobility aids/braces/other aids

Create a medical ID

Have an emergency to-go bag

Make your bed into a comfy place to be

Buy things from people with disabilities’ wishlists (like accessibility items etc.)

Identify how many spoons different activities take and make a list

Offerings

God of fire/volcanoes:

Fire starters/pokers

Burned paper

Burned objects

Blowtorch

Lighters

Fire imagery

Volcanic rocks

Volcano imagery

Firewood

Ashes

Matches

Coal

God of blacksmithing, metalworking, and crafts:

Nails, bolts, screws

Tools/toolbox

Swords/shields/armor (imagery)

Cool metal objects

Anvil imagery

Bronze/copper/brass

Anything you’ve made

Blueprints

Tongs

Bellows

Springs

Spare parts

Batteries

Mementos of handy work you’ve done (like a light bulb you’ve changed)

Chains

Stones/bricks/clay

Laptops/tablets/phones

God of/with disability:

Mobility aids

Painkillers/medicines

“Emergency” foods (like electrolytes or candy bars)

X-ray/MRI images

Medical bracelets

Medical paperwork

Adaptive aids

* While Hephaestus was not traditionally seen as a god of disability, many followers in modern times revere him as one

[digitalagepulao]

since in my Expedition AU i'm shuffling up the team meet-ups, i'm thinking that pretty much the whole team is assembled before they leave the Tang Empire frontier. in the book, Wukong is acquired in a mountain that stands right at the border, and i'm making him the last one in my au

so i'm thinking it goes Bailong > Sha > Zhu > Wukong

Ao Lie eats Tripitaka's horse when he and his disciples stop by the river to refuel their waterskins. the attack scares and scatters them, leading them to get caught by demons. disciples get eaten, and Ao Lie overhears the whole celebration and investigates, and hearing Tripitaka is next on the menu, he goes "oh i fucked up!". So in he goes to rescue Tripitaka and goes "yeah so i'm your disciple now, so sorry about the horse but uuuh how's this?" and boom horse time;

Sha Wujing is recruited as Ao Lie and Tripitaka struggle through the Gobi desert stretch of the track. Wujing attacks their traveling group, which gets them separated and Ao Lie is desperately running around trying to flee from the massive demon that seems to swim in the dunes like water. Tripitaka almost gets eaten but Ao Lie goes dragon mode and flies them out of reach. Due to heaven's parole terms, he shouldn't be in the skies like that so he almost gets arrested before he argues his case, and the local heavenly soldiers go "oh wait, that demon is meant to be a disciple too, Guan Yin came by to tell us, just call him by his byname." boom, Sha acquired and he leads them to an oasis to recover and continue the trip;

Zhu Bajie gets found after the group has to, head closer to the Northern Tibet range to get their bearings again and, another travel group. Safety in numbers and all, even if they now have a massive demon and a horse dragon tagging along. They find the Gao Village and overhear the troubles along the streets, and when they get some lodging, good old Elder asks for Tripitaka to try his hand at exorcising the demon. Bailong and Wujing tag along just in case. It ends up with a long debacle and lots of praying from Tripitaka, Ao Lie causes a minor flood to get Ganglie to show up and fix the ruined fields, a bit of fighting is had, Wujing and Ganglie get into a little eating bet for him to sign the annulment papers which Gao has a little cry about, a bit more fighting, then they figure out he was recruited by Guan Yin as well, and boom mister Zhu Wuneng is acquired;

Aaaaand for our beloved Sun Wukong, things go rather as usual, the group is tracking along when they get pounced by a tiger. The group makes quick work of it cus of course, which ends up being a hunter's mark and after a small talk, they receive lodging from Boquin. Wujing praises his leatherwork and Bajie bemoans not being able to have a taste of their host's lovely cooking. At night, Boquin overhears the disciples speaking about Tripitaka's need for fake papers after they are outside of the country and their attempts to fake some themselves. He intends to confront them in the morning, but Tripitaka pacifies the father's ghost after prayers and Boquin is now indebted to them, so he promises to lead them to a secret hunter's path so the border sentries won't spot them. The path goes through Five Phases Mountain which no one but the locals dare to tread, which finding and releasing Wukong goes about by the book, with some added horror stories about the Great Sage who wreaked havoc in Heaven centuries past, and the disciples' very reasonable concern and fear of being near such a being, much less have him tag along.

[zylphiacrowley]

Long involved WoL BJD project update:

Order custom 3D printed head

Order body

Order Eyes

Buy safety goggles and new mask filters because

Uh oh! eyes don't fit in head so I need to sand out the eyewells to make them fit.

Buy RIT (or similar) dye because my boy is not that pale

Dye body parts

Possibly paint or pastel dye head (3D printed resin doesn't like being boiled apparently)

Faceup time! (The actually fun part! Buy more MSC if my current stock is expired)

buy synthetic fiber for wig making

Make wig with lace front and sides, possibly entirely ventilated (???) (thank god I already know how to do this and have most of the tools) - this will take a long time v.v

Make tail (??? How do? I have an idea but we'll see if it works???) and install with magnets.

Make or commission his main glams (learn just enough about leatherworking or figure something out using craft foam for parts)

Current goal is to have him finished by mid April of 2025.

[wine-dark-soup]

Hiii 👋‼️ Eos is so cute ;0; Inwanted to ask!

What her favorite thing about Kan-E-Senna is and, what her happiest memory is OvO 💐

WAAAAAAAH 🥺🥺🥺 thank you,,,

Well. How do i describe that. Eos loves Kan-E's... presence? Eos is an exile who's struggled finding a new place that feels... safe. She's a steppe nomad so saying she was looking for a new "home" is not quite correct stricto sensu but you know how home means family/friends/safety? Yeah.

So. Kan-E is there. She's a stout presence. She does not leave gridania. She is quiet and warm and (imo. Anti-Gridania crowd don't come for me) very welcoming as opposed to other gridanians. Eos is a restless adventurer always on the road who is too sad to feel she belongs anywhere. Kan-E HAS to stay in gridania as a leader and can't see the world even if she wants to. So their relationship starts with a common - although half tacit - desire to complete the other: eos recalls her adventures to kan-e so she can see the world from gridania (and that helps eos seeing beauty in everything) ; kan-e is now eos' home, she's ever present and stable, the place to return to eos longed for. Gridania by its very... immutable nature becomes a fixed point in eos' life. The racist place was turned into a lovely and loving home and i think that's beautiful.

As for her favorite memory... probably spending time with the gridanian kids at large. Ennion the baby leatherworker. Showing him new techniques. Sylphie and Gatty. Especially Gatty - in my head Eos spent a lot of time helping Sanche before she died and so kinda sees herself as the kid's parental figure.

[ramenwithbroccoli]

🩷 Have they ever been in love?

‼️Something about the fanbot you want everyone to know.

🦓 What’s their favorite animal?

(It can be for both or specifically one of them. I just like your writing. :] )

aww thank you 😭😭 that's so nice to hear!

🩷 - have they ever been in love?

Janka thinks she might have been, although all she knows about love she leant from songs, so she's not really sure if it was that. but she did think kindly of Mirka and she misses her terribly, just like all romantic songs described love should feel like, so that must be it, right?

Giewont didn't really care for 'romantic' kind of love, but they care about people close to them. the elderly bookbinder was like a father to them, being the first person to treat them like a person and teach them about the world. she also loves her friends and animals (which mainly manifests as being afraid for their safety) so in a way, she's in love all the time :]

‼️ - something about the fanbot you want everyone to know

hmmm that's a tough one. like when they ask you to share 3 fun facts about yourself and your mind goes blank, so i will just share some random information.

since Janka's words depend on records she played, learning different languages just means playing foreign music. right now she can communicate in polish, english and a bit of french, but she'd love to know as many languages as possible (she's getting to it)

after her departure from the farm, Giewont worked in many different places and had different jobs. their favourite, not counting the bookbinder one, was with a leatherworker, as leather wasn't so fragile in her grasp as other, more breakable materials

🦓 - what's their favourite animal?

Janka really loves rats! after spending a chunk of her life with them, she regards them as curious, intelligent creatures. their squeaks were like melody to her, and she didn't really mind them scratching a bit of the paint off her table

Giewont likes cows and other farm animals, as they remind her of a simpler time, but their favourites are sheep. she loves them for their fuzzy, protective wool (which means she could pet them without being worried of skinning them alive) and their eyes full of trust

[yugiri315]

LWJ Cosplay Log - Master Post

Making Lan Wangji

(AKA My Lan Zhan Cosplay Log)

This went from a historical project to cosplaying all the Hanguang-Jun, Lan Wangji in existence!  The main concept is Lan Wangji’s (LWJ) novel/manhua/audio drama design.  As the project started pre-pandemic, I didn’t consider the butler or dragon au in the design.  That would be too much.  There is a dash of videogame in him since there were some details I liked in that model.  If the title is “Mo Dao Zu Shi” then I have incorporated Lan Wangji’s description and concept arts into my design.  

Lan Wangji as known in The Untamed was generally avoided save for a tiny nod to the show’s Gusu Lan Clan.  “Mo Dao Zu Shi” Wangji and “Untamed” Wangji are distinct in my opinion.  Neither is superior from the other, just different enough that I need to pick one interpretation to play with.  The actors of Untamed, especially Xiao Zhan, really claimed the characters as their own and portrayed them wonderfully.  Wang Yibo’s Wangji is his Wangji, I won’t interfere that.  If you want to see that interpretation of Lan Wangji, then go watch the show.  It already exists.

A few caveats before you dive in:

1)     I am not a seamstress or tailor so I don’t know all the proper sewing terminology in English or any other language 2)     Also, modern romanization of Chinese confuses the shit out of me, a native speaker, so apologies for any spelling mistakes.  The Yale Romanization made so much more sense but then China thought they understood the English alphabet better than native English speakers so here we are.  Do as the Romans do, I guess. 3)     I am not a historical costumer either so all my info come from conjecture and research 4)     I am not a Chinese historian but I like to think I know enough about my history and culture through osmosis and the hell-hole disguised as Chinese school to talk about it 5)     I am not trying to make an authentic historical costume, I’m trying to make an anachronistic fantasy costume. Historicity went out the window the minute LWJ and every adult character decided to have their hair down.  I did try to make a semi-historically accurate version?  Depended on the mood at time of construction. 6)     I suck at being Chinese apparently so that will be my safety net if everything fails horribly :P  

The Lan Zhan Cosplay Log Layer 1:  Undergarments! 中衣 Layer 2A:  Yichang 衣裳   Layer 2B:  Ruqun 襦裙 Layer 3:  Zhiju 直裾 Layer 4A:  Leatherwork Layer 4B:  Jade Bling Layer 5A:  Dachang 大氅 Layer 5B:  Bijia 比甲 Layer 0:  Hair, Props, “Cheating,” & Overall Stats

Exhibit:  LWJ cosplay in action [1][2]

Citation

Patterning:  https://www.bilibili.com/video/BV1Qb411j7z6?spm_id_from=333.905.b_72656c61746564.1

http://www.yeoh.com/index2.php?section=journal&g=691

https://cosplayqna.tumblr.com/image/38971971992

https://torguqin.wordpress.com/hanfu/hanfu-tutorial-list/

Hanfu Resources:

@ziseviolet:  https://ziseviolet.tumblr.com/about

@fouryearsofshades:  https://fouryearsofshades.tumblr.com/post/179249195707/hello-do-you-happen-to-have-a-master-post-of-all

[thesnacken]

A few things about Dusklain, because its my OC and my Blog I can do whatever I want :3c

Dusklain had slightly-above-average exposure to Gaius. While she was hardly exceptional among her contingent, she did end up helping Allie, the youngest of Gaius' adoptive children for a time.

Because of this exposure, Gaius did recognize Dusk at the Praetorium, though couldn't meaningfully place her at the time. By his appearance as Shadowhunter, however, he had remembered.

Dusk was also deeply invested in the Shadows of Werlyt campaign.

Dusk didn't originally plan on working her way up the ranks as a member of the godsbow; her first choice would have been to join the Conjurers' Guild after securing her place in Gridania.

The reason she didn't do this is because her ability to manipulate aether was still sorely lacking. She spent a good deal of time working with E-Yumi-San, but as with her failed training as a Geomancer among her people, it proved fruitless. Some block existed that she was unprepared to topple.

A major breakthrough occurs during her training as a proper Bard. The techniques of "spinning" aether become the basis by which she learns all other disciplines.

Dusk worked closely with Yll Fen before learning the trade (one of two canon crafting skills she has learned). Her work within the guild is partly responsible for the philosophies that carry her through the story.

She is a seasoned leatherworker and tradeswoman before she departs Gridania, though her ability to comfortably cook had not yet been restored.

Prior to the Sundering (and, in the version of events where it occurs, before she took the seat of Azem) Dusk was an Amaurotine Ranger, maintaining the safety of travelways and playing diplomat and guardian where necessary. Hints of these experiences linger in the Dusklain of the eighth astral era, and manifest particularly in her atypically acrobatic methods in combat.

Dusklain uses two unique techniques within the discipline of the Gunbreaker: A battery of explosions she deemed "Oni's Teeth", and a method of shedding a barrier of aether off her body to take blows in her stead (not unlike the Pokemon move "Substitute").

There are two "breakpoints" in Dusk's story: If the ancient Dusklain was takes the seat of Azem, and (in the timeline where she never did) how she responds to the events in Azys Lla. The contrasting storyline sees her adopt a portion of Sephirot's power, and departs between Heavensward and Stormblood to reclaim her homeland (The Warlord version of events). In all versions of events she possesses the Traveler's Ward, though from whence it came differs.

Dusklain canonically heard the song "Answers", and in fact is the advent which prompted her to break from Conscription and flee to Eorzea.

[halikyon]

It's almost 2am and I can't sleep so maybe I'll write about my WoL.

Ryune (named M'rune at the time) grew up in the Fringes as part of the M Tribe not too far from the Peering Stones. She had three siblings, all older, and both parents were in her life. She was very young when Garlemald came. She lost her two older sisters when they went off to fight. Her first home was gone.

Most who survived ended up congregating at the Peering Stones for safety, but when her brother didn't come back from foraging, her mother went out to find him. They were later both found dead with a large amount of dead Garlean Soldier around. Fearing for their safety and completely devastated by it all, her father took her away, hoping to find solace deeper within Eorzea. Her second home was fled.

They had a rough time traveling through Shroud, but ended up being directed to Little Ala Mhigo once being rather unceremoniously ousted by a Serpent patrol. They were welcomed warmly enough at the time and were selected to make themselves useful. Ryune picked up leatherworking and helped on local patrols since the Brass Blades certainly weren't there to help them. Late into her teens, full of angst and hats towards Garlemald and what they had done to her family and people, then ended up I'm a lot of trouble. A local Ul'dahn youth had made a makeshift armor set to look garlean and was making fun of the refugees in the middle of the settlement as some cruel joke. Ryune snapped, and the boy was dead moments later. She fled South to the desert to evade the Blades, leaving her father and her second home behind.

She was found, exhausted, dirty, and dehydrated in the sands by an U Tribe hunting party and brought to their settlement. She told them what had transpired, expecting them to take her back or cast her out, but instead, she found them opening their home to her. Only a few days later, she spotted her father in the desert searching for her and brought him back. She told him she intended to stay and was going by the name U'ryen, at least for now. He agreed it would be for the best and that he was overjoyed that she was okay. He told her that he would now go to Limsa to lay low and make coin, but after he left, the only news she got was that he and the ship he had served on had been subsumed by the sea. Now 20 and finding herself quite restless, she packed her things and said her goodbyes, changing her hair and clothing and name to Ryune to better blend in as a common adventurer, and hopped on a trading cart for Ul'dah, unsure of what she might find, thus leaving her 4th home behind.

She made her home at the Shifting Snads for a while until the betrayal of the monetarists, forcing her from her 5th home. By the time she got settled in Coerthas with Alhpinaud and Tataru, she was fairly determined to not be cast out of her 6th home.

The Dragonsong War concluded. Ryune was called to the East where she would meet M'naago, a girl she had befriended as a child, and they would end up forming a relationship. This ended with her calling Gyr Abania her 7th home, and when it ended up in ruins by the hand of Zenos it was all anyone could do to stop her from getting herself killed by throwing herself at him.

At this point the concept of home had become more of a burden than a place ot rest, and so she sold her things she had in Courthas and stopped having a room at the Shifting Sands to go to. Knowing what it was like to lose her own, though. Made her that much more determined to get it back for others.

Being yanked into the First did not help this mindset. She never felt at rest here until the end of that story, and even then, she was wary of becoming too comfortable. Around this time, though, she began feeling something else, that perhaps her home was not a place but rather the people she trusted. She ended up spending a lot more time in the reconstructed Gyr Abania and with M'naago during this time as well as a company of amicable individuals she could call upon.

When the towers appeared, she was actually fearful. They, and the end of days, were a threat to her peace and to the people she cared about on an existential level, meaning the new concept of home she had was pretty much directly under attack. It pushed her to new heights but also gave her a new understanding. Knowing the truth about the Garleans, she now no longer hated them and instead saw them as victims. This was especially true upon seeing the devastation that had taken place in Garlemald, taking her back to her memories of her own small village in the Fringes in smoldering ruin.

At the conclusion of the events of Endwalker, she has her hands in every reconstruction effort she could get herself into. Her personal experiences in losing her home make her determined to help set things right, though she knows she can't truly replace what was lost. This was very fulfilling work and let her spend a lot of time with M'naago due to her experience in such endeavors and also having the time to enjoy her company in general.

But, natually, adventure always calls, and Ryune finds herself traveling all over the world, helping those in need.

Maybe I'll sleep now, that was nice to write about. I should go more in-depth with some of it sometime.

[amewinterswriting]

I have the incurable 'must try every craft hobby and spend way too much money on supplies' disease, so I do a lot of crafting. My biggest one is epoxy resin, but I have to work in the garage (for safety) and in the winter months it's physically too cold for resin to cure correctly. So I also picked up a jewellery making (wire wrapping and finishing mostly, but it means I can make resin beads to use in my own designs), polymer clay (can make my own inclusions or finishing details), paper craft (if sealed, can also be used in resin), pyrography (mostly for its own sake but I do plan on using some resin elements on future pieces), wool felting (stabbing things is good stress relief and it's kinda magic to create things out of stabbing, honestly), needlepunch (see previous point about stabbing), a little leatherwork (I wanted to create a handbag out of some resin panels) and I've just picked up a few crochet needles and yarn.

My grandmother paints so I often dabble in that, too (acrylic ink watered down actually makes a pretty nice wood stain for small projects) and my mother got into lampwork (glass-making on a small torch, suitable for small objects like beads) which I've also done a bit of...which ties back into the jewellery making!

The thing is, I like learning new things and trying different crafts and it's crazy how much different crafts complement each other. Things I learnt in glasswork are applicable to polymer clay (like making patterned canes).

They also make me a better writer, I think. There's a lot of thinking time in most projects, so you can let your current ideas percolate, but also you get experience of different potential hobbies that characters may have and being able to draw from that lived experience makes your description so much richer.

genuine question for writers: what are your non-words hobbies? (i.e. not reading)

[myths-of-fantasy]

All it takes is one black lamb to dismantle an empire Ref / Ao3 Link / Previous / Next

“Blind faith is precious, earned faith is peerless”

“Get away from them!”

Eve was briefly startled as she stumbled into a ducked off clearing in time to watch a vixen stab a cultist attempting to man-handle a kit. The child dropped to the ground with a sound of pain, scrambling to its paws and rushing away with a terrified sob. Who the sheep perceived was the kit’s mother continued furiously grappling with the swordsman, yanking her knife out and sinking it into the thin, soft cloak.

How embarrassing, Eve thought judgmentally. Even a thin layer of leather armor would’ve made the vixen’s attempts pointless. This clearly wasn’t one of the Worm’s more clever followers - or even one of the more liked ones. Leather wasn’t that hard to gather after all, there were plenty of leatherworkers scattered across the lands of the Old Faith. Worse, they didn’t even need much - just enough to perhaps cover the chest or even just the upper thighs. I’ve seen better from blood-traitors.

Still, the child knew no better so Eve made her entrance with another arrow of blood, piercing through the skull of the second swordman that tried to dive for the poor kit. The clearing fell still, heretics and victims a liking freezing. The ewe took the advantage for what it was and immediately launched another curse, this time gutting the one attempting to pin the mother down and slit her throat (from the front - definitely not one of Chaos’ finest). 

She placed her hooves together as mother and child stared at her, offering a light bow in greeting then swept by them, red cloak snapping gently as she crouched beside the body what had attacked the kit.

She shuffled around, blocking the kit’s line of sight as she began swiftly de-boning the cultist while she waited for them to come to their senses. They wondered if they should be concerned that de-bonding was starting to become something of a soothing process as they steadily mastered the skills and techniques associated with every new species she encountered. With nothing but a pile of stripped meat left, she scooped the organs into an already soaked leather pouch to be used for traps and placed the bones in a separate one. After a bit of an inspection, she deemed that the cloak from the cultist was in decent enough condition to be re-dyed though, the ragged state of the clothes beneath weren’t worth attempting to salvage as even sewing scraps.

Satisfied she rose to her hooves and turned around, coming nose to tip with the vixen’s dagger.

“Go away!” hissed the vixen, her ginger tail lashing furiously behind her and Eve noticed that the kit had taken her distraction to hide near the hut she could see near the back. Smart kid, smarter mother - most youngling would try to stay near their parents after such a traumatic incident. She must’ve taught her kit to move to safety.

Eve gave a curt nod and backed slowly away, only turning to leave when she was farther than she thinks the vixen’s shaky arms could aim accurately.

“...just like that?” she heard from behind her.

And for the next few hours, she had to pretend like she couldn’t hear, didn’t see mother and kit following her as she made her way through Darkwood. She was surprised by how little trouble they caused - they were so quiet that if she hadn’t already known they were pursuing her, she might not have even noticed them. They ducked away when the heretics started to charge her though one time, she noticed the vixen take an opportunity to stab a cultist in his side, clamping her palm across his mouth and nose to keep him from screaming aloud and slaughtering him while Eve had been on the far-side of the clearing. 

She finally had to drop the act when the sun set though.

She turned to stare directly in the section of the brush they were hiding in to sign, come out while allowing the crown to be her voice, whispering in their heads.

After a long pause the mother pressed out first, ears pulled back warily as Eve watched them.

There is no point in sleeping in the bushes, she signed to them as the kit jumped back behind her mother’s leg. That would make it all too easy to be snuck up on.

“...when I said go, you left. Why?” the vixen asked instead of settling down.

I had no intention of fighting you,

“Why?” demanded the vixen, gesturing with disgust to the red crown resting between her horns. “You’re wearing one of those - and crown wearers never listen to us ‘pitiful mortals.’”

I didn’t have any intention of fighting you, the ewe signed again, offering only a light shrug. I wish no harm to you or your kit, and I only want new gardeners if they wish to join me. What is the point in taking someone in who doesn’t want to be there?

With that, Eve set to begin constructing a small camping ground. She chose a simple star-shaped fire, surrounding the little logs with stones and then flicked her wrist. Curses often felt like she was striking someone with lightning when she made contact, like there was a spark already present - she was pleased when her assumption bore fruit and the little circle promptly burst into flames. She quickly retrieved the meat she’d gotten from catching a few squirrels and a bird and strung them together on what remained of her wiring, tying it just above the fire.

Might be a bit tough, but better than nothing, she thought with satisfaction though she did ask the crown to remind her to bring or make a pot in the future.

“...you eat meat?” the vixen asked cautiously, sitting down slowly. “Didn’t think sheep did that. Then again, haven’t seen a sheep that wasn’t wooden before.”

Common misconception, Eve signed. We mostly eat vegetables and fruits but it depends on the flock. Mine supplemented - especially when the crop-plagues ran up merchants.

She got a light nod from the vixen as they sat around the softly crackling fire. Eve crossed her legs, resting her hooves in her lap and began breathing slowly, in and out. Meditation hadn’t come easily to her and she’d never mastered the concept of ‘clearing one’s mind’ - instead, she worked to to allow her thoughts to float aimlessly through her mind only briefly acknowledged. The magic running through her veins, beating with her heart and swirling in the tips of her fingers provided a steady source of energy and passive awareness that made sleeping not just unnecessary but difficult. 

Taking a moment to instead, close her eyes and drift in and out of the present moment was the compromise she\d come up with to ensure she could have a moment of rest.

“...mommy?”

“Yes, Tynamar?”

“Are we staying with the sheepy?”

“...yes. Yes, we’re staying with the sheepy.”

Eve didn’t smile or even hum, but she did extent the warm energy associated with the warmth of the crown’s powers over them.

[dnd4adults]

Rime of the Icemaiden

The Wolves of Winter

Day 11

The company makes a parting batch of cauldron of plenty stew, feeding Easthaven one last time before departing for Good Mead, where they prepare and distribute the day's second serving.

In its middle, a group of townsfolk return at a run from the direction of Dougan's Hole, reporting they've been chased by the pair of winter wolves holding the other community hostage. Worse, the townsfolk lost the shipment of mead intended for Dougan's Hole during their flight to safety!

After the serving, the company hurries on toward Dougan's Hole, promising to return as quickly as possible. Just shy of the community they encounter the winter wolves, themselves, and kill the monsters in pitched battle!

Dougan's Hole is in desperate need when they arrive, having been entirely isolated by the wolves for a month and more. With only fifty residents, the company makes who successive batches of stew in the cauldron of plenty, giving the community enough to feed everyone at once plus a few days' rations, as well.

A leatherworker in the village offers to turns the winter wolves' pelts in boots and a cloak to thank the heroes -- but their work isn't done yet. The wolves were only the minions of a front giantess living up in the foothills . Sooner or later, Garagai's going to figure out her pets are dead, and when she does she'll come down on Dougan's Hole with a vengeance!

Day 12

The company makes its way into the upper foothills, locating the lodge of the giantess Goragai. From its frozen chambers they liberate the few surviving captured townsfolk and kill the giantess. Yule recovers thrym from the remorhaz bore hole. The company also recovers the missing mead shipment.

Returning survivors to Dougan's Hole earns the company status as local heroes, the leatherworker promising to deliver the boots and cloak when finished in a few day's time. Another batch from the cauldron of plenty provides everyone with a hot meal plus a little more to sustain them in the days to come.

Day 13

The company returns to Good Mead, offering a meal when they arrive. Insofar as Speaker Kendrick Rielsbarrow has passed away, a cask maker named Olivessa Untapoor steps forth thank them for recovering the lost mead, and seeing Dougan's Hole's payment safely back.

The community has little to offer in the way of reward, so offers use of the departed Speaker's house for their stay in the community. Old Kendrick Rielsborrow was something of an adventurer, back in his day, so may have some treasure in the place the company's welcome to claim as payment.

In fact, Myranda and Romyn remember Kendrick Rielsborrow from years ago, when they were child; a one-time friend of Sir Julys although to pair had a falling out and refused to associate with one another again. Rielsborrow eventually retired to Good Mead, where Sir July hoped he'd drink himself to death.

While Mryanda, Horga, and Aloysius make their way to the house, reviving its light and fires, Romyn offers to stand vigil for the late Speaker, whose body is being kept in the Shrine of Flaming Sword until funeral arrangements are completed. Yule offers to accompany him, sharing the vigil in place of a squire.

Treasure: From Rielsborrow's estate, the company recovers -- 75 gp worth of adamantium ore, 328 gp, 72 s, 3 gemstones worth 10 gp each, a pearl of power (Myranda), ring of warmth (Aloysius), and an orc stone.

In the depths of the night's vigil, Romyn falls into a trance-like state wherein he discovers the answer that has long eluded him -- Devotion or Vengeance. The god of war himself appears to the burgeoning paladin, reminding that conflict undertaken for person gain is evil, while that done for the sake of others is not. Thousands have died for the vanity of one goddess, and that alone warrants righteous vengeance!

Treasure: Romyn swears the Oath of Vengeance before this vision of the war god, and wakens to find his longsword transformed into a flame tongue.

Meanwhile, Yule slips into a doze of his own and dreams of the same white radiance that filled the Termalaine workshop after the explosion. That time, he thought the elven woman before him was the spirit of his mother, come to lead him on to the afterlife, but this time the warlock knows better. This is the pact mistress who spared his life, reaching beyond Rime once again and further empower her her champion.

Treasure: Yule completed the Pact of the Chain, receiving a snowy owl as his new familiar. Additionally, his "gem of brilliance" is transformed into the rod of the pact keeper +1

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Charcherry Weekly - Issue 224

Hello everyone, Mage of Light Nick Card here. I'm turning 30!!! And the egg is wiggle!! News tiem!!!!1!!!one

Movie Night!

On Monday the final act of Half Life VR but the AI is Self-Aware was viewed at Desertia Cinema. Everyone that attended had a great time. Now that I've seen the whole series, I must say, the latter half feels like it's perhaps leaning into its own mythology a bit too much. Like, you get a number of very obvious custom additions to accommodate the story that's being told. Like, as a storyteller myself, I can appreciate the efforts and all, but like, the remix track with the voice clips near the end... It almost felt like I was trying to be marketed to in order to buy action figures or something. Like I was watching a gogurt commercial featuring Shrek rather than the actual movie Shrek. Also, this might just be a me thing, but the constant gaslighting got pretty tiring after a while. like, we get it: the science team members are only like, half aware (rather than fully, even in the case of Dr. Coomer) of what they're doing and get on Dr. Feetman Dr. Freeman's case for things they do in a very hypocritical manner. You can only repeat a joke so many times in one routine before it gets stale. Regardless of the small complaints however, It was a really fun thing to watch with a small group, and it was interesting to experience the story of Half-Life for the first time through the lens of something that almost resembles newgrounds style game parody writing. The next movie night has been scheduled for Monday once again, but which movie has yet to be chosen.

Train Station Updates

As of late, there have been improvements and additions to The Park rail station, preparing for its eventual greater use in the future. The local pokemon that call The Park their home have been seen often interacting with the construction crew, some more helpful than others. Because of this, dedicated staff members have been assigned to handling the pokemon at the construction site, prioritizing pokemon safety. In other news, it is very possible that required negotiations for the implements needed to make Stratford station (and other adjacent stops) accessible again may be around the corner, though it is difficult to tell when.

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This week’s known market stands in Desertia Town:

DTA train ticket stand

Katie’s potion stand (Not available to plitlanders due to regulations, available to all others however)

shinyjiggly pokesnacks stand (also has a Unity Village location!)

Shady Shop: - Tar bomb (15 gp) - Disguise Kit (25 gp) - Perfume/Cologne, common (1 dose) (1 gp) - Smoke pellet, smog (40 gp) - Smoke pellet, pepper (60 gp) - Caul (50 gp) - Poisoner's Kit (50 gp) - Manacles (2 gp)

Leatherworking Stand: - Shield (10 gp) - Adventuring Gear (2 sp) - Artisan's Tools (5 gp) - Simple Ranged Weapon (1 sp) - Musical Instrument (30 gp) - Light Armor (10 gp) - Medium Armor (10 gp) - Adventuring Gear (2 sp) - Light Armor (10 gp)

I think that does it for this week. I managed to get some stuff done in the game, but there's still plenty more to work on. I do worry about the possibility of a timeline split and what it might mean. The colored text had different messages at different angles. I have a feeling that furthest ring weirdness, coupled with the possibilities of ludomancy are going to have a significant effect from here on out. Stay safe over there. https://letssosl.boards.net/thread/462/charcherry-weekly-issue-224

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Metal Stamps: A Guide to Crafting and Industrial Use

Metal stamps have been a vital tool in both crafting and industrial applications for centuries. Whether you're a hobbyist creating personalized jewelry or a manufacturer marking products with serial numbers, metal stamps are essential for adding permanent, precise imprints on metal surfaces. In this article, we will explore the different types of metal stamps, their uses, and tips for working with them.

What Are Metal Stamps?

Metal stamps are tools designed to create impressions or marks on metal surfaces. These stamps typically feature a raised design, symbol, or text that transfers onto the metal when struck with a hammer or press. The result is a permanent, embossed mark that can be used for identification, decoration, or branding.

Metal stamps are made from durable materials such as hardened steel, which allows them to withstand repeated use on tough metal surfaces. They come in a variety of designs, from letters and numbers to custom logos and intricate patterns.

Types of Metal Stamps

Metal stamps can be classified based on their usage, such as crafting stamps and industrial stamps.

a. Crafting Stamps

Crafting stamps are primarily used in jewelry making, leatherwork, and other creative fields. These stamps are smaller and feature designs like letters, numbers, shapes, and symbols. They allow artisans to personalize their creations by stamping initials, dates, or decorative patterns onto metal surfaces like copper, brass, or sterling silver.

Commonly used in hand-stamping, these stamps allow crafters to make custom designs, which adds value to handmade items. Popular projects that use crafting metal stamps include:

Custom name necklaces

Stamped bracelets with meaningful quotes

Decorative charms for keychains and bags

b. Industrial Stamps

Industrial stamps are used in manufacturing to mark products with important information, such as serial numbers, logos, or safety ratings. These stamps are larger and more robust, built to handle high-pressure applications and harder metals, such as steel or aluminum.

Manufacturers often use metal stamps for branding or quality control, ensuring that their products are traceable and meet industry standards. Examples of industrial applications include:

Marking metal parts with serial or batch numbers

Stamping logos on machine components

Imprinting safety certifications on tools and equipment

How to Use Metal Stamps

Using metal stamps requires some practice and the right tools. Whether you're stamping for a craft project or in an industrial setting, here are some essential steps:

Prepare the Metal Surface: Ensure the surface is clean and free from debris. For best results, work on a flat and sturdy surface.

Position the Stamp: Align the metal stamp carefully on the metal surface where you want the imprint to be.

Strike with a Hammer: Use a heavy hammer or mallet to strike the back of the stamp. In crafting, this may require a single, firm hit, while in industrial settings, mechanical presses may be used for higher precision and consistency.

Check the Imprint: After stamping, check the imprint to ensure it is clear and visible. In crafting, you can darken the stamp impression with ink or oxidizing agents to make it stand out.

Tips for Using Metal Stamps

Choose the Right Metal: Softer metals like copper, brass, or aluminum are easier to stamp, making them ideal for beginners or jewelry makers.

Practice Before Stamping: Always test your stamp on a scrap piece of metal before stamping on the final piece. This helps you get a feel for the pressure needed.

Use a Stamping Jig: For industrial applications or larger projects, use a stamping jig or guide to keep stamps aligned and consistent.

Conclusion

Metal stamps are versatile tools used across many fields, from crafting personalized jewelry to marking products in industrial settings. Whether you’re creating art or ensuring product traceability, understanding how to use metal stamps effectively can enhance both your craft and your workflow. With the right tools, materials, and techniques, you can make professional-grade imprints that last a lifetime.

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