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Red Pick Bone Chochaw

$62.99·6.7″ overall (our reckoning)·440 Stainless blade·folder

In hand · Ships from the US · Carriage $16

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Crimson stains the deep valleys of this carved bone handle, whispering of old sunsets and final vigils. The steel within is clean and bright, ready to serve without complaint or pride. It rests lightly in the palm, a tiny beacon of warmth in a cold, stone world.

About this piece

Red Pick Bone Chochaw is a folding knife carried by Warborn Blades, a licensed United States dealer of folding pocket knives. It measures 6.7in overall by the house's own reckoning, the forge having stated no measure, and it ships from the house's own walls rather than a drop-shipper's warehouse.

The blade is 440 Stainless blade. Stainless forgives neglect — it resists corrosion in a damp pack, a boat or a kitchen sink — at the cost of being slower to bring back to a keen edge.

Fittings and furniture: Bone (Red Picked). The fittings are where a piece is honest or is not — a guard, a pommel and a grip that are fitted tight will not shift under work.

Ownership and carry are two different questions. Most provinces permit possession of what they forbid on the street, and blade-length ceilings apply to carry rather than to what may be shipped to your door.

Knife laws by state — free, all fifty and the District.

Small steel, kept a lifetime, handed down at the end.— the Lady, quietly

Overall
6.7 inches (our reckoning)
Form
folder
Steel
440 Stainless blade
Fittings
Bone (Red Picked)

$62.99

The Muster — swear $237.01 more and the house bears the carriage. Otherwise it is $16.00 flat, however much steel rides. Walk the halls

Proof of age is required before any steel leaves these walls — always, for every soul, without exception. Read why this gate stands.

Muster a war-ready kit around this pieceTrade old steel toward it

Nothing is charged. The oath is held until you set your seal to it.

The house will hold it in mind for two days. Come back inside that window and a tenth of the reckoning is forgiven.

The Trial of the Blade

Swing it before you own it. This exact piece — its reach, its weight, its steel — is put in a fitting hand and set against a living foe for three exchanges. What you feel is what you would carry.

The Tale of the Blade

What it is built for

This piece is built for the pocket — carried every day, opened a thousand times, kept a lifetime.

The lineage of its steel — 440 Stainless blade

Stainless steel. Chromium in the alloy resists rust rather than defeating it. It is forgiving of neglect and slightly stubborn on the stone — sharpen it patiently and it repays you.

Read the chapter on this steel →

This blade belongs in the hand of

The everyday carrier

One who wants steel at hand without a belt sheath: rope, tape, cord, packaging, and the small work of a whole life.

Keeping it alive

Dry it, oil it, store it out of the sheath for the long keep, and sharpen it before it is blunt rather than after. The house gives the whole method away for nothing.

The Upkeep Writ — free →

The road it walked to this wall

  1. 1. Forged at the maker's fire

    The piece is made by the forge that makes it — we do not pretend to have hammered it.

  2. 2. Received and looked over by the house

    It comes into our walls and is checked before it is ever offered.

  3. 3. Sealed with the Seal of Provenance

    The house records what it knows about the piece — and refuses to claim what it cannot prove.

  4. 4. Sent out from the house's own walls

    It ships from us, with the record travelling beside it.

These four stations are the house’s standing doctrine for every piece it carries, not a tracking record of this one blade. Where the house cannot prove a claim, it strikes the claim rather than dressing it up.

The voice of the steel

Every piece in this house has one true note, and it is not a recording. Red Pick Bone Chochaw is 6.7″ of 440 stainless blade, and a bar of that length and that temper rings at about 644 hertzkeen and steady, clean. Strike it and hear the piece itself.

Written before it was ever sold

The Blood Ledger

  1. 01The Pattern

    A folding knife is a compromise struck between a man and the town he has to walk through. The blade goes into the pocket, the hinge accepts the risk, and everyone pretends the thing is merely useful.

  2. 02The Making

    Working stainless — 440 Stainless blade. It forgives neglect, damp air, blood left too long on the blade. It gives up a little keenness in exchange, which is a trade most who carry daily are glad to make.

  3. 03The Carry

    At 6.7 inches this disappears. It rides in a pocket and is forgotten until the moment it is not. Small steel is the most-used steel in the world.

  4. 04The Reckoning

    The house makes no claim about what this piece will do in your hand. It only records what its pattern has already done in others'.

Warborn Blades · the chronicle of Red Pick Bone Chochaw

What it leaves open

Swung honestly, it keeps you close. No piece covers every yard of ground — that is why no one ever carried only one. Beside it the house would hang something that reaches past the guard before he closes.

The Armorer’s Bench

What it leaves wanting

No one ever carried one blade. The armorer sets down what this piece cannot answer for, and names the steel that can.

Stag Bone Resin Nylon Sheath

The press

Stag Bone Resin Nylon Sheath

Same fittings, other work. It answers for a working length for the close work, when the line has already broken.

$57.99the pair — $120.98

Broadsword Hanger

The line

Broadsword Hanger

Reach the piece in thy hand does not have. Meet him before he closes.

$31.99the pair — $94.98

Steel keeps company with its own. These hang near it on the wall.

Learn this steel — free, from the house

Forge Wisdom is the house's whole craft, given away. No coin, no seat, no gate.

Red Pick Bone Chochaw

$62.99

The Long Memory

Leave a name and the house will send word when new steel is hung — and nothing else. No selling of the roll, ever. Leave whenever you wish.

Warborn Trial