Sabatons

Sabatons are the type of plate shoes. This model is a part of Churburg-style armour of the XIV century. We make such sabatons individually to your measures, so be sure, that they will fit you perfectly! Standard options: - cold rolled steel, 1.0 mm - painting inside to prevent rusting - satin polish finish  - steel rivets and buckles  - high quality leather straps Prices for decorative options are under discussion. They depend from the complexity of decoration.  

This model of sabatons in type duck beak was invented about 1550. We offer you almost exact replica. The sabatons are realized of 1,5 mm. There are two holes for fixing on your shoes. The sabatons are very comfort and reliable safe you in the battle!

Plate sabatons for modern sword fencing When a knight has almost assembled his full real medieval armor, which will protect in mounted and dismounted battle, only one small detail for completed protection is left – sabatons. These medieval armor boots are forgotten quite often, and it’s a loss. As a fighter’s feet may be plainly injured even in the hardest plate body armor. That’s it, a famous knight could lose the fight so simply and absurdly, if he forgets to wear sabatons. Don’t make such mistake and hurry up to order cross-functional custom steel sabatons in medieval style – comfortable, plain and robust. Cold-rolled steel of 1.0 mm, the firmest leather belts...

Fairytale about Ritternputtel or German gothic sabatons, late XV century (1470-1490 years) From German words Ritter («knight”) and Aschenputtel («Cinderella”). Asche – «ash” is being changed to “knight” and here we get Ritternputtel. Once upon a time, in the end of the XV century, there lived quiet and shy sword bearer Ritternputtel on the northwest of Hanseatic League in the renowned town Bremen. He served as the third lower sword bearer, almost a footboy, at the noble old knight. He was quiet, polite and hard-working youngling. He worked for three – for himself and two lazy and mischievous superior sword bearers. He was dressing unmurmuring his seignior in ar...