Its hot, the fire glows as it prepares to accept new iron to be melted down. The forge is large and contained by a stone like well. Nearby his wooden workbench is full of hammers and tongs used for making several items. The forge is outside it seems no building is needed to be a blacksmith.
Black Smiths shop, Town
child
squire
I am the King's Squire form the Eastern lands. I was taken from my family when I was just eight years old. I spend my days waiting for my moment to runaway.
"Oh no, child, those tongs are hot! You must be careful ner the forge." Can I play with this? "ach! And that's sharp and rusted, you'll give yourself tetanus!" What about this? Do you want to play? I can't find any other kids to play with. "Ah, yes, those are just stones, of course we can play. Do you know any good games?" Oops! FIRE LOOK. "Well, yes, those stones are meant to be heated in the forge, but you still shouldn't play with fire like that, the blacksmith has years of training, and..." Can I throw these in? Are there any worms on in your dirt floor? "No, no! The blacksmith is repairing that, I'm sure. Probably for someone in the town." I want to play ball! "Of course. Find a rightly sized stone or a ball and we can play." LOOK what I got! Hahaha!