Asheall looked at the shop. This place looked like it had a decent blacksmith. At least, the smith had better be good. After all, it was his gear he'd be working on.
He walked up to the door, completely ignoring the closed sign, and opened it. He strode in and ripped two request forms out, filling them out.
"I'll need this armor and this sword as soon as you can manage to make them. The armor can come first, if it must, but I'd rather not have to wait all that long," he said, not wasting any time on greetings or pleasantries, "Message me as soon as it is done. Here's your payment. I hope