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| − | '''Title:''' | + | '''Title: A Blacksmith's Journal''' |
| − | '''Author:''' | + | '''Author: Ren of Jhelom''' |
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| + | The Warrior�s Bounty is | ||
| + | thriving! Someone came in | ||
| + | today and asked for fifty | ||
| + | full plate suits. He even | ||
| + | offered to pay me an | ||
| + | additional 100,000 gold if | ||
| + | I would set my other | ||
| + | work aside until his order | ||
| + | was completed. I thought | ||
| + | he was joking until he | ||
| + | laid a check down on the | ||
| + | counter. It looks like | ||
| + | some people still | ||
| + | appreciate the personal | ||
| + | touch of a lone | ||
| + | blacksmith. I cannot wait | ||
| + | for those arrogant jerks | ||
| + | over at the Jhelom | ||
| + | Armory to hear about | ||
| + | this. | ||
| + | I wonder what he wants | ||
| + | with fifty full plate | ||
| + | suits. The man stops in | ||
| + | every day but there is | ||
| + | something about him that | ||
| + | is very unsettling. I | ||
| + | cannot bring myself to | ||
| + | ask what they are for. | ||
| + | Perhaps I am better off | ||
| + | not knowing. | ||
| + | |||
| + | The man stops in more | ||
| + | frequently now but he | ||
| + | still barely speaks. When | ||
| + | I asked his name, he just | ||
| + | smiled. So, I call him | ||
| + | �Sir�. I cannot figure | ||
| + | out what it is about him | ||
| + | that bothers me so. | ||
| + | |||
| + | Word came in that a | ||
| + | caravan from Minoc was | ||
| + | raided. The men were | ||
| + | assaulted and their goods | ||
| + | were stolen. After Sir | ||
| + | heard about this, he | ||
| + | informed me that he will | ||
| + | be staying in the shop | ||
| + | with me until his order is | ||
| + | completed. He says it is | ||
| + | safer. The whole thing | ||
| + | makes me uneasy. | ||
| + | |||
| + | Sir speaks even less now. | ||
| + | We sit in silence most | ||
| + | of the day as I work and | ||
| + | he watches me. That | ||
| + | blank stare of his makes | ||
| + | my skin crawl. I hope to | ||
| + | finish his order soon. | ||
| + | |||
| + | I feel his eyes on me | ||
| + | even when we are not in | ||
| + | the same room. Whenever | ||
| + | I take a break from | ||
| + | work, he gives me a look | ||
| + | that genuinely frightens | ||
| + | me. I never see him sleep | ||
| + | or eat. I wish I had | ||
| + | never taken this job. | ||
| + | |||
| + | The Jhelom Armory was | ||
| + | attacked today. Fortuno | ||
| + | was still inside when the | ||
| + | firebombs hit. The healers | ||
| + | did all they could for him | ||
| + | but it was too late. Now | ||
| + | Sir insists the door to | ||
| + | The Warrior�s Bounty is | ||
| + | to be locked at all times. | ||
| + | |||
| + | I feel like a prisoner in | ||
| + | my own home. | ||
| + | |||
| + | As the only smith in | ||
| + | town while the Armory is | ||
| + | under repairs, people are | ||
| + | constantly showing up but | ||
| + | Sir keeps turning away | ||
| + | would-be customers. I am | ||
| + | surprised to admit that I | ||
| + | am a bit relieved when he | ||
| + | does. | ||
| + | |||
| + | Sir has stopped speaking | ||
| + | altogether. No one | ||
| + | bothers coming to the | ||
| + | shop anymore. They still | ||
| + | do not know who is | ||
| + | responsible for the attack | ||
| + | on the Armory. I am | ||
| + | seriously considering early | ||
| + | retirement. | ||
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Revision as of 22:44, 1 February 2012
Title: A Blacksmith's Journal
Author: Ren of Jhelom
The Warrior�s Bounty is
thriving! Someone came in
today and asked for fifty
full plate suits. He even
offered to pay me an
additional 100,000 gold if
I would set my other
work aside until his order
was completed. I thought
he was joking until he
laid a check down on the
counter. It looks like
some people still
appreciate the personal
touch of a lone
blacksmith. I cannot wait
for those arrogant jerks
over at the Jhelom
Armory to hear about
this.
I wonder what he wants with fifty full plate suits. The man stops in every day but there is something about him that is very unsettling. I cannot bring myself to ask what they are for. Perhaps I am better off not knowing.
The man stops in more frequently now but he still barely speaks. When I asked his name, he just smiled. So, I call him �Sir�. I cannot figure out what it is about him that bothers me so.
Word came in that a caravan from Minoc was raided. The men were assaulted and their goods were stolen. After Sir heard about this, he informed me that he will be staying in the shop with me until his order is completed. He says it is safer. The whole thing makes me uneasy.
Sir speaks even less now. We sit in silence most of the day as I work and he watches me. That blank stare of his makes my skin crawl. I hope to finish his order soon.
I feel his eyes on me even when we are not in the same room. Whenever I take a break from work, he gives me a look that genuinely frightens me. I never see him sleep or eat. I wish I had never taken this job.
The Jhelom Armory was attacked today. Fortuno was still inside when the firebombs hit. The healers did all they could for him but it was too late. Now Sir insists the door to The Warrior�s Bounty is to be locked at all times.
I feel like a prisoner in my own home.
As the only smith in town while the Armory is under repairs, people are constantly showing up but Sir keeps turning away would-be customers. I am surprised to admit that I am a bit relieved when he does.
Sir has stopped speaking
altogether. No one
bothers coming to the
shop anymore. They still
do not know who is
responsible for the attack
on the Armory. I am
seriously considering early
retirement.
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