[SE] Tis better to give

Down and out, and out of luck, we're spinning but the needle's stuck

It was the heat rolling off the forge that drew her in, initially. Blacksmithing had never held much interest for the young woman, it was simply a trade among many, better left to more capable hands than hers. As an ascended she had steered well clear of the perilous heat associated with it, unwilling to endager herself even by accident. And yet, it was that same heat that found her looming in the doorway today, fascinated by the musical ring of hammers and tongues as much as by the skilled precision with which they were wielded.

Unwilling to break their concentration, she waited for Hadama to take notice of her before waving at him with a little smile. "I didn't know you were a smith," she said, approaching with her hands behind her back to see him work. "What are you making?"

Maea