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A will of Iron.



Each blow rang out as he worked the steel, not seeming to care that it had grown dark outside the forge, he kept working, letting his mind clear, he felt his stitches tug, threatening to break, he still seemed to not care, over and over, he kept up a steady rhythm, the metal taking shape with each blow, he didn't stop to think about what he was making, he just let his body take over, a good way to clear ones mind.

 

Narys, Savera, Theo.

The names kept coming back, but he pushed them away like so many others, this was his only escape from them, and even then, they would come back in a rush causing him to stop for a moment, before he could gain control once more and let muscle memory take over.

A small smirk found its way to his lips as he heard Pugs nicker, the horse telling him it was dinner time, so he stopped, he had extra steel and this...this had been a personal project, a weapon for a daughter, who may have been dead for all he knew.

He tossed it in the barrel of water, sighing as he moved out to look to the night sky, before patting the horses nose."Ah, my friend if there is one thing I envy you for, its that you never have issues with matters of the heart, or really any for that matter, u less its dinner time and I'v not fed you yet hm?" He slipped past the horse, Pug turning to follow like a large dog as he tore open a sack of grain for him."Don't eat it all Pug."

Taking a look to the stars, he let out a soft sigh "Nah, none for me. Maybe one day, not now. To early for that line of thinking." Pushing the door open, he took a final look around his yard before muttering."To much damn drama when it comes to feelings in this land. Time to go back to what i'm good at, and that means will power....lovely."