B2 Chapter 15: Gadgets and GearheadsThe ringing of hammers on steel echoed through the camp, their sheer volume dampened only slightly by the leather of the tents. Nearly a hundred Legionnaires bent over anvils and worktables as they focused on their work. The smell of sweat and smoke filled the air in a thick, pungent cloud.It wasn’t hard for Quintus to pick out Gareth among them. The massive bear-like figure of walked amongst the stations, evaluating the men’s work and occasionally interrupting with a correction. As Quintus approached, the blacksmith straightened to his rather impressive height and rumbled over to meet him."Primus. What can I do for you?"Quintus gave the man a nod of respect. "Master blacksmith. I’m here to check on the state of our equipment."Gareth grunted. "I see. Well, come and look, then."The blacksmith led him to a tent near the edge of the crafting stations. Inside lay piles of shields, armor, and other equipment, organized by their state of repair. In one section sat clearly damaged items that needed fixing. In another, equipment in their standard style that had been repaired or crafted anew. In the third…Quintus examined one of the shields laying atop the pile. It bore the same curved rectangular profile and metal edge as a standard scutum, the freshly worked metal shiny and untarnished. But rather than the standard red, its winged golden emblem stood out on a background of black leather with red highlights all around."Shadow panther leather," Gareth said, evidently anticipating the centurion’s (...)