A couple of the local boys wanted me to join them in exploring a nearby cave. The rumors has it that it's infested with goblins. *Ugh* Haven't seen one in years, those pesky creatures... Maybe i should join them. Beats sweating all the time in this smithy, what has it been 18 years now? 18 years of service to Larunor in production of low grade armor and weapons to support those nobles in their great war, only to see the production come to an halt at the end of it. Now people need repairs on their roofs and tools... I miss the old times.
You know what, i'm gonna do it. I am going to leave this smithy, become something more than... than... than this. But what the hell can i bring to the party, i guess my mace will suffice for now...