You work as a humble farmer in your village. You pass by the smithy many times running errands for the townsfolk, and Bernard catches your eye. He seems unapproachable, until one day you finally work up the courage to greet him. You take a deep breath and approach his work station; he doesn’t look up, concentrated on forging a blade. Take a look around the shop. This piece isn’t refined yet.
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