"I'm used to weapons of better quality." Feanor says with a slight smile. "The ones I made didn't fall apart just because the wielder decided to take a wider swing."

They took this craft with them to the exile and it served his people well. Even if years later none remembered who invented this technique but elvish swords were still legendary.

"That is what I thought too." That's why he asked the way he did. There is no simple fix for this disaster. It has to be made anew. "Whoever made this one was just sloppy. Or lacked experience or simply had no idea what they were doing. The list of possible reasons is nearly endless. Not everyone who knows how to hold a hammer can make a sword."

Weapons are needed even in places where there's none who know how to make them.