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The Collaborative International Dictionary
Armorer

Armorer \Ar"mor*er\, n. [OE. armurer, armerer, fr. F. armurter, fr. armure armor.]

  1. One who makes or repairs armor or arms.

  2. Formerly, one who had care of the arms and armor of a knight, and who dressed him in armor.
    --Shak.

  3. One who has the care of arms and armor, cleans or repairs them, etc.

Douglas Harper's Etymology Dictionary
armorer

late 14c. (mid-13c. as a surname), from Anglo-French armurer, Old French aremurier, from armeure "armor" (see armor (n.)).

Wiktionary
armorer

n. 1 a manufacturer of weapons, especially of guns 2 a military specialist in charge of the upkeep of small arms etc 3 (context dated English) someone who makes or repairs armor

WordNet
armorer

  1. n. an enlisted man responsible for the upkeep of small arms and machine guns etc. [syn: armourer, artificer]

  2. a manufacturer of firearms [syn: armourer]

Usage examples of "armorer".

Have the Armorer check it out, then get it down to the range and shoot it in for qualification.

His lance was done for, until he could either give the head of it back to a good armorer or find an appropriate hickory sapling.

I can build all my own armor and clothing from base materials but it takes me more time than a professional armorer and seamstress and the results are cruder.

Instead of walking to the back of the formation, Rutherford stepped to the side as an armorer brought up a portable forge and anvil.

Talbot handed him the sword and took a set of tongs the armorer held out.

John Barrymore Dix, the Armorer, as he stood by her elbow, pushing back his fedora.

They all shouted, and the Armorer fired a volley of 9 mm rounds from the Uzi, tearing the quivering leaves off the trees.

But be assured that if all goes as my partner and I wish it, then you and the Armorer will do us an enormous favor that will help us to a serious quantity of jack.

So he and the Armorer, despite their worry, anxiety and anger, tucked into the luncheon in the private room of the stern-wheeler.

Nobody took any notice of Ryan and the Armorer as they strolled by, carrying their weapons.

The Armorer was only moments behind him, taking up a defensive position, staring behind them toward the squat shape of the Burgess gallery.

Ryan guessed that it was safe to assume they were away free, and he and the Armorer cut through some low, thorny scrub and picked up the highway again.

In the failing light Ryan and the Armorer had peered carefully at the ground around the paths, looking for some signs of disturbed earth.

The Armorer bit his lip, shifting his feet as he noticed that the pool of blood from the three corpses was spreading near him.

But the mutie made no attempt to stop Ryan and the Armorer from leaving the blood-sodden, cratered patch of forest.