The blacksmith's shop is filled with weapons and armor. Axes, swords, shields, pole axes, and many more weapons line the walls. In front of those weapons on manikins are sets of armors on display. There are armor sets for woman, men, and even smaller children. A dog lays next to the door on a giant red pillow. A cat is perched up on a windowsill starting into the city. The blacksmith himself is hammering away in the back whistling a tune, while sweating over the fire red iron.
Dwarven blacksmith, Mountain
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I am a dog on a small farm.  I help my master hunt for food.  I protect the house from intruders and other animals.
Cat where have you been. I have been looking all over for you I've been taking a nap in the sunshine. What's going on? I want to play and run through the fields and chase mice and grasshoppers and such. Are you game or is there something else you must do? I think that sounds like a splendid idea. Here. I caught this earlier today.  What a prize you have caught. But I am full from my meal earlier. You can finish it yourself. Thank you. I will wait until we come back from the fields. Do you think the blacksmith will notice we're gone? I think that the blacksmith has far too much work to notice us being gone for a little time. Ok. Would you like to leave now? Let us head out before those children come our way and want to slobber and put their dirty sticky fingers all over us. Ewww! Yes. Let's go. Shall we go to the field in the east or the west? Head towards the west and we can be sure to be back here before the sun sets. Ok, last one to the fields has fleas!