Chapter 8. Forging Dauthdaertya

Rhuenon was an Elf of forty years of age-a blacksmith by trade whose talents caught the eye of the a Dwarven Master Blacksmith named Futhark of the Dugrimst Ingeitum brother of King Morgath. Rhunon was the Elf Laetri approached about making special weapons to kill Dragons.
"I never use magic to forge my weapons-" Rhunon yelled, "-Its insulting!"
"I have been commissioned by Queen Tarmunora and you will help me Rhunon or so help I curse you so that you never be able to light another fire again."
Sorin was standing by and he took great offence, "Do not threaten my lady Lord Laetri-She will help-won't you my love?" He said placing a kiss on Rhunon's cheek. She blushed and grabbed him inappropriately in front of Laetri.
"Your lucky my love spoke up for you-Very well let us get started-Perhaps I can use some of this new metal I found."
Laetri stared in wonder at the metal, "What do you call it?"
She grunted, "Brightsteel of course."

Laetri to Rhunon's horror helped her set the furnace up for melting the metal with magic, "Magic! Bah!" She said in disgust, Rhunon had rudimentary magic skills, but what she lacked in power and strength she made up for in cunning and knowledge of the ancient language. Despite that she hated using magic and considered those who did to make their lives easy lazy. Rhunon loved working with her hands.
Laetri just smiled as he placed the spells needed over the bricks and the coal so that whatever was heated in the smelter would be imbued with the necessary magic. "We are going to forge spears! The likes of which have never been created before-they shall be used for the purpose of killing Dragons and I shall name them Dauthdaertya!"
After the metal was melted perfectly Laetri added more magic to Rhunon's metal. Then they began pounding the ore into the fearsome spear heads of the Dauthdaertya. With each hit of the hammer the metal seemed to want to become a weapon of death to the Dragons. The Dauthdaertya were meant to pierce the scale covered hides of the Dragons and kill them instantly. The spear heads were one foot in length and attached to metal poles that had been created from both brightsteel and regular steel. Because so much magic was used Rhunon was able to make twelve Dauthdaertya in two days. The tips of the blades glowed with death and the user was protected from all forms of magic cast at them.
"These things reek of magic, but they are fine weapons and they will serve your purpose."

"I cannot!" Eragon said throwing down the Dauthdaertya before Laetri, "You will have to employ my skills elsewhere."
Laetri sighed, "Go then! Sorin will take your place." He waited until Eragon was gone, "Queen Tarmunora wants a decisive victory-You know these weapons-you know the Dauthdaertya. Now Akir will lead us in this attack for he knows the way to a Dragon nest-We will be as swift as the wind and deadly as lightening-Let us go!"