#bio 3

I'm a pretty driven guy, if I could describe myself. I love my trade, dearly. Many can't even begin to comprehend how serious I take my metal working! I can't really blame them, though. I believe its a common thing with artists, and I very much consider this trade of mine an art form.

As much as I loved to craft, I wanted more. I wanted to create something unique... To leave an everlasting impression... I wanted to be the #1 Smith on the Continent! We take out rankings seriously, even if we do get overshadowed by those arrogant pill ' juice poppers...

But how do you get better? What happens when you reach that ceiling of creativity, but want to do more? That has plagued me for years... I hated not being able to stand out the way I wanted to! Its a deplorable feeling to get simple comparisons to others...

I put my all into what I create, and I can see a myriad of crude mistakes in weapons and armor. A clear lack of passion is evident in these armors and weapons, and these bad Smiths are selling these things to adventurers?! This is why I'm viewed as 'crazy' here... or would that be 'ax-crazy'? I see these weapons and armor... and I want to destroy them. I want to show that the craftsmanship is terrible. I can do better! I know I can do better! I just wanted to prove it.

I grew desperate... and I dove into this project. That was my folly... I took a shortcut to get better. I wasn't even confident enough in myself... What was I thinking? I'm no better than the Assassin Cross... But here I am, wanting to get back into my trade. I miss forging... I miss creating and showing off my art. I'm envious... and I can't even help myself.