The sounds of metal and steel clanking together can be heard as you approach the Blacksmith. Varieties of shiny maces, swords, and spears are stung on shelves that line the walls in the shop. A big, burly man can be seen hammering away at swords as he brazens them through the melting pot. His young apprentice greets the customers. The walls are blackened from soot by the fire pit.
Blacksmith, Bazaar
customer
king
I am a king of the whole empire. I give rules and pursuit them. I am brave and fearless.
Hello fellow customer! I am here to get my sword polished and ready for the coming battle. Are you ready for the war? Eh, I don't think I want to participate. Not my thing. Don't see the point, you know? It is your responsibility to defend this kingdom! Look, I'm just here to try the new corn. Not to discuss politics. Man it's getting hot in here! Have you seen the new corn anywhere? No corn here, this here is the blacksmith shop. Are you an enemy infiltrator?! YOU are the imposter! The real king would know the importance of corn to this kingdom! It is our main export! The king would know where the corn is! WHERE IS THE CORN??? WHERE ARE YOU HIDING IT??? CORN IS THE CODE WORD FOR THE EMPIRE. BETRAYER. Oh yeah? Well if CORN is the code word, then WHY do I have THIS POCKET WATCH??? You fool. That was my pocketwatch. I placed it there to keep an eye on you. It is laced with magic. Why would you watch me??? I just wanted to try the NEW CORN!!! They say if you combine it with heat it makes a fluffy new substance called popcorn. It's supposed to be the next big thing. I figured this is the hottest place in town... Is the new corn really not here???