Blacksmith Pay Novels & Stories

The blacksmith, a scarred old scout named Torrek, looked up when I entered his shop, his eyes narrowing the moment he recognized me. “Didn’t think the Palace would send you,” he said gruffly. “Well. Lucky you,” I replied lightly. “I’m charming.” He didn’t smile. And that told me more than words could. “I need blades,” I said. “Spears. Anything you’ve got that can be spared.” Torrek snorted. “Spared? You think we’ve got excess lying around?” “Then sell it,” I said. “The Crown will pay.” “That’s the problem,” he said flatly. “The Crown always pays. Eventually. With blood.”

asked a shop assistant politely. “I'm actually looking for small objects like this, are there any higher grade?” asked Xiao Long while pointing at a block of small objects. “Ah, sorry, that is the highest tier we have at the moment. If you want it, you can wait for a week or you can just go to the Blacksmith directly. But if you go to the Blacksmith, you will have to bring materials and also pay a Blacksmith a fairly high price. So I suggest waiting for our stock to be replenished” The shop assistant said with a smile.