Blackeye
Not the strongest win the battle —
Darkeye wondered if he should kick down the door. He looked at other entrances and the people who seemed to have similar ideas. But when he heard footsteps, he calmed down a bit. But when he saw Amun opening the door, he smiled slightly. He bowed slightly to Amun and greeted him politely. "Kor greets you, I hope everything is all right with you?"
Darkeye liked the way Amun took care of the onlookers. "I have a hut not far away and then I heard this loud crash and I was very nervous, to be honest. Metal doesn't usually sound like that. May I ask what happened?" With quick steps Darkeye passed Amun and entered the artisans' guild. He let his gaze wander, hoping to discover the last of Bastien's work. As soon as the door slammed shut behind him and Amun turned around, he said, "Can I offer my help? Metal and forging are in my blood."
Darkeye liked the way Amun took care of the onlookers. "I have a hut not far away and then I heard this loud crash and I was very nervous, to be honest. Metal doesn't usually sound like that. May I ask what happened?" With quick steps Darkeye passed Amun and entered the artisans' guild. He let his gaze wander, hoping to discover the last of Bastien's work. As soon as the door slammed shut behind him and Amun turned around, he said, "Can I offer my help? Metal and forging are in my blood."
— the smartest do
