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The door to Lyle's olde smithy appears both weathered, and rotted. There are visible cracks in the face of it, and a distinguishable blemish around the copper door handle. It is especially worn, a tribute to the fact that he is walking in the steps that many other players have had to make themselves. Whatever shiny finish that would have been previously present is no longer, now riddled with scratches. Enryu too reached towards it. The next step in this young adventurers journey-- it creaks open on its own before his hand can even wrap around it.

Eeeeee....

The slow groan of wood hardly kept together with rusted hinges, it appears to be nothing in comparison to the deafening strike of a wrought iron hammer. It is a consistent bang, bang, bang... the sound of a smith hard at work. Enryu's eyes quickly shift to the far corner of the shop where he notices the man working by his lonesome. A conversation must be made, but first, the package he held in his hands is dropped off onto the nearest table. There are a variety of tools that litter it, but they are all pushed to the wayside to make room.

That's when silence fills the air.

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