[/)eathKiller]

The dwarf takes the stones and rams them into the armor with a mallot, he then takes the armor and pulls out a small juice-making device. He stuffed the armor outfit into the device as it made a loud whirring sound, sparks began to fly about as the rocks and armor became ground together into a fine powder. The dward then poured the powder into a kiln and heated it, without any warning a coffin-like device fell around the customer, who was a little suprised by its presence, it then flatened around him, he felt a plaster-of-paris like substance squish and conform to the shape of his body, it then lited up again, the dward went over the inside of it with some lining fluid, carved some interesting magical runes into it, and then poured the heated liquid substance into the mold... It only took 5 minutes for it to cool, and a shining black armor with grey runes and some rocky sediment marbalized with it here and there that gave it a polished look, after buffering it a bit he handed the armor back to the customer, and it was a perfect fit... as well as light as a feather... "But fairly strong" he noted with a smile.