Wyverns sting
Do not be fooled by its size, for this is a Wyvern, and it carries all the venom and ferocity of its namesake. It rests in the hand with a dense, compact purpose, a tool where every ounce is meant for decisive action.
Its blade, a mere 3 ½ inches of malice, is forged from 200 layers of Damascus steel. The pattern is not of water, but of shimmering scales and coiling smoke, a dark, roiling texture that seems to shift in the light. The thick, 3/16-inch spine speaks of its surprising strength, a little monster with a powerful bite.
The handle is what truly sets it apart. It is a mere 3 inches long, crafted from what looks like captured dragon's honeycomb. Cells of shimmering gold are suspended in a deep, glossy black resin, forming an otherworldly grip. It feels less like something made and more like something harvested—perhaps from a petrified hive or an alchemist's failed experiment in creating life. The contoured shape locks into your fingers as if it were bred for your grasp alone.
This is a Wyvern—small, sharp, and brimming with a dark, concentrated energy. It is a blade for precise, deadly work, a sting of beautiful, patterned steel.
Do not be fooled by its size, for this is a Wyvern, and it carries all the venom and ferocity of its namesake. It rests in the hand with a dense, compact purpose, a tool where every ounce is meant for decisive action.
Its blade, a mere 3 ½ inches of malice, is forged from 200 layers of Damascus steel. The pattern is not of water, but of shimmering scales and coiling smoke, a dark, roiling texture that seems to shift in the light. The thick, 3/16-inch spine speaks of its surprising strength, a little monster with a powerful bite.
The handle is what truly sets it apart. It is a mere 3 inches long, crafted from what looks like captured dragon's honeycomb. Cells of shimmering gold are suspended in a deep, glossy black resin, forming an otherworldly grip. It feels less like something made and more like something harvested—perhaps from a petrified hive or an alchemist's failed experiment in creating life. The contoured shape locks into your fingers as if it were bred for your grasp alone.
This is a Wyvern—small, sharp, and brimming with a dark, concentrated energy. It is a blade for precise, deadly work, a sting of beautiful, patterned steel.
Do not be fooled by its size, for this is a Wyvern, and it carries all the venom and ferocity of its namesake. It rests in the hand with a dense, compact purpose, a tool where every ounce is meant for decisive action.
Its blade, a mere 3 ½ inches of malice, is forged from 200 layers of Damascus steel. The pattern is not of water, but of shimmering scales and coiling smoke, a dark, roiling texture that seems to shift in the light. The thick, 3/16-inch spine speaks of its surprising strength, a little monster with a powerful bite.
The handle is what truly sets it apart. It is a mere 3 inches long, crafted from what looks like captured dragon's honeycomb. Cells of shimmering gold are suspended in a deep, glossy black resin, forming an otherworldly grip. It feels less like something made and more like something harvested—perhaps from a petrified hive or an alchemist's failed experiment in creating life. The contoured shape locks into your fingers as if it were bred for your grasp alone.
This is a Wyvern—small, sharp, and brimming with a dark, concentrated energy. It is a blade for precise, deadly work, a sting of beautiful, patterned steel.
200 layer damascus forged by me. It has a 3 1/2 inch blade and is 3/16 thick. it is 1 1/4 tall with a handle that is 3 inches long. It sits perfectly in the palm of your hand and lets you place your pinky behind the handle giving assurance that its not going to slip. it will come with a leather sheath hand stitched by me and dyed black