#dwarvenblacksmith

Long gone were Angela’s days of asserting nothing but independence. In a dangerous field like blacksmithery, teamwork was a necessity. Angela was fond of all her coworkers, as they all brought something interesting and unique to the daily work conversation. There was one, however, Angela paid a greater amount of attention to: Gaius.

He was somewhat of a role model to her. He was always working and so focused, something Angela knew she could never accomplish. She did wish he would take a break once in a while to go outside with her, even for just a picnic lunch; especially since there were days the dwarf worked himself to exhaustion.

Today looked like it would be one of those days.

Angela felt something was off the moment she started her shift to find Gaius working away. He did not look well at all. How long had he been awake working?

“Hey, um, Gaius? Are you okay?”

Purchased Ordinary Hammer from @dwarvenblacksmith for 8,000G

[Current Balance: 25,430G]

[Balance After Purchase: 17,430G]

[Total Earned: 9,050G]

[New Balance: 26,480G]

(proof)

@dwarvenblacksmith

How long had it been since Lillian had last went out into the woods and fought a monster in order to practice her spell fencing abilities? Too long. That was for sure. Hell, Lillian didn’t even have a sword anymore. She ended up leaving her training rapier at her parent’s house and told herself she’d just buy a better, proper rapier for later use. Who knows when she’d need it.

For now, she supposed she could just train with a stick.

“Hmm...” She looked at the branch she had ripped from a dying tree. It was still pliable so at least it would be an alright weapon. As far as she knew, she wasn’t descended from anyone particularly skilled in magic, so she never really tried anything more than imbuing an element into her blade.

“Well, here goes nothing!” Lillian smiled and held out the stick horizontally to herself. She placed her left palm over it and concentrated. “Wind!” She called out, imagining her blade...well, stick, being aided by the power of the green winds. Opening her eyes she looked down at her stick, barely glowing green for a few seconds before it faded.

“Damn it.” She sighed, frowning. “What the hell am I doing wrong...?” In a way, she wished Doug was here to help her out. He was always better at magic than she was.

Ayyyy~ ;D