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
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I am a customer who wants to try the new corn. I sometimes enjoy coming outside to see crowds. I do not see the point of certain things.
Hello your highness, what brings you to the Blacksmith today? Came to check on an old friend The man with the hammer? Yeah, he his an old friend That's funny, my friend is here too, the aprentace.  Interesting, so what are you doing here? I was going to see my friend we are going to the pub together Ok, so you're taking him away from his work place? He gets off of work for luch, the blacksmith allows it Ok, hope you don't keep too long outside They usually have the stew out quickly we will be back in a jiffy I hope so, so what do you do?