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Frankish Scramasax / Seax / Sax

Frankish, Burgundy (?), Migration period, 7th century

Iron, copper, and gold foil, Overall - h:36.90 w:4.10 cm (h:14 ½ w:1 9/16 inches). 

Gift of the John Huntington Art and Polytechnic Trust 1919.1015

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Seax of Beagnoth

The Old English word seax means ‘knife’, but is specifically used today to describe large Anglo-Saxon single-edged knives made of iron. This seax was found in the River Thames at Battersea.

A narrow panel of decoration runs along the back edge on each side of the blade. These panels are outlined by strips of twisted copper and brass wire and separated from the rest of the blade by a deep groove. On one side of the blade two inscriptions run along this panel.

One inscription is a copy of the twenty-eight letters of the runic alphabet, known as the futhorc. The other inscription, also in Anglo-Saxon runes, reads 'Beagnoth’ which is the name of the person who owned or made the knife, something commonly found on these knives. The two inscriptions are here separated by a length of pattern made up of linked lozenges of silver and copper, and which takes up the entire length of the panel on the other side. The smith made mistakes in his runic alphabet and had to squeeze in a missing ’s’.

Seaxes were weapons probably used in both combat and hunting. They are mainly found in the south of England.

Source & Copyright: The British Museum


The other day I made tools for punching brass, copper and silver plates.

These will enable me to finish off shiny scramasax sheaths, make rings and bracelets!

Here are my first tests at the technique turned into rings…

Hope you enjoy my first step in the new adventure!

(note the silver ring is not by me)

As a spirit worker, I was always looking at the pagan/heathen scene here on tumblr while shaking my head, unable to imagine that I would ever worship a god and least of all build an altar to anyone and do offerings, that was just not my cup of tea. And honestly it still isn’t. Nonetheless, things happened faster than I could think them through properly, and now I am in Loki’s service. After some more time I felt like I should be able to repay him for the things he did to help me out, so here is my altar to Him.

Still kind of empty, but then again, I don’t use it regularly. It holds my scramasax (it’s blunt for show-fighting) which I dedicated to Him, my Edda (which I saved from the dumpster of my high schools library eons ago), my runes, a tiny jar currently still empty and the candles I light as an offering now and then.