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A nauseating purple light blinds the stout dwarf for a time, causing him to rethink his life choices which brought him to where he stood, and as soon as his site returned to him, Baard peered down a pathway lined with statues into the magnificent city of Regalia. Without a second though the man's feet began making hasty prints in the snow, forming a path directly towards the nearest tavern. "The Golden Willow Tavern aye?" questioned the dwarf under his breath before making his way in and meeting a rather interesting fellow by the name of Aiden.
The pair passed the time by sharing stories and Baard detailed his wishes to open up a forge, to better his ability at the smithing arts and as a reminder he took out a single coin - A reminder of a promise made years ago, before departing the young man to search for a vacant store as to turn into a forge. The first several buildings were already owned, 'And why wouldn't they be?' thought the dwarf, considering they were prime real-estate it would be foolish to think them vacant. However, soon it was clear that many - If not all the buildings had owners, even the buildings with not a thing inside.
"The heck is goin' on 'roun' here? Oi jus' wan' t'a open up me forge, got a cute name an' everythin'," laments Baard as he settles on a nearby bench. "Oi guess d'is be where oi will be sleepin' tonight." and so the dwarf lay upon the bench to slumber off to sleep, dreaming of finding a vacant building the next day. The next day came and not a vacant building in sight, the dwarf found his original bench and slumped into it with a defeated sigh. "Maybe tomorrow, aye?"
((Please somebody, anybody, help.
I'm a simple dwarf with a dream.
To make a forge and smith away.
But alas, no vacant buildings.
Help me, please.))
I'm a simple dwarf with a dream.
To make a forge and smith away.
But alas, no vacant buildings.
Help me, please.))
