OOC: I CON take it from here, as long as I remember to keep advancing my guy.
IC: Sanfor heads down the stairs in search of a smithy.
OOC: Good. Have fun!
Upon locating the building by the ringing of the forge, he slips inside, and stands patiently in the back, awaiting a good opportunity to present his axe.
Upon locating the building by the ringing of the forge, he slips inside, and stands patiently in the back, awaiting a good opportunity to present his axe.
Sanfor is finally noticed, and he steps forward. "I'd like a new edge on this. Could you help me out?" The blacksmith nods his acquiescence wordlessly, and places the axe on his grinding stone. "Turn." He says simply, pointing to the handle.
Upon locating the building by the ringing of the forge, he slips inside, and stands patiently in the back, awaiting a good opportunity to present his axe.
Sanfor is finally noticed, and he steps forward. "I'd like a new edge on this. Could you help me out?" The blacksmith nods his acquiescence wordlessly, and places the axe on his grinding stone. "Turn." He says simply, pointing to the handle.
Sanfor turns the wheel wordlessly, speeding it up till the blacksmith nods his approval. He tries to maintain that speed as the man sets to grinding the blade of the axe against it.
OOC: WelCON to the illustrious kingdom of the Shadow Warriors. My character is obliviously sharpening his axe within the castle, or he would be more than happy to greet yours in passing.
