Andak brought up his hammer and struck the axe upon his anvil with a mighty crack. Sparks and spiders of blue lightning scattered before his hammer. Chanting the words of power he thrust the axe in to the oil and back in to the flames of his forge. It flared as the oil took creating immense heat. He brought out the axe and positioned it upon another of his anvils runes and as his chanting swelled he brought down his hammer again and with a crack like a thunder clap his hammer struck the axe. A wave of force emanated from the anvil sending dust and forge debris swirling around him. As Andak placed his hammer upon its rest he saw the conformation of his work. The runes pounded in to the steel of the axe glowed with a subtle blue. The intricate network of intertwining runes traced along the entire head of the axe. Swinging it about him the runes flared and sparked with electricity arking from the axe to his anvil and his forge tools. Months of work had lead to this moment. Andak placed the axe back upon his anvil and let out a hearty laugh his glee echoing of the vaulted roof. Rune Smith's make magical runes from stone and metal. These runes are limited in their power but their utility is immense. Rune Smiths are highly respected for their work as dwarves make extensive use of runes for a plethora of different tasks.