Our blades are produced according to age-old skills.
They get their balance and resistance from patient work.
Wrought by man’s hand, a piece of crude steel becomes a sabre or an
épée by the talent of the craftsman, the ironmaster and the
creator of shapes.
The forge breathes life into this inanimate material. When man steps in,
he gives the metal a soul. Then there comes a time when its personality,
once asserted, becomes the object of the precious desire of a few passionate
individuals.
The blade is born from this learned alchemy. A carefully preserved know-how
will be inscribed in this perfect balance for a long time.
