Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190822192352/@comment-5543592-20190828002601

The blacksmith harumphed, slamming the smelter door shut and pulling his heavy gloves off.

"Raise 'im and then they don't want anything to do with you." He said, tossing his gloves onto a nearby table, although he didn't sound bitter. "Well, you can see I'm fine."