Entering the village smithy, Valyr was greeted by the sight of a somewhat sleepy Tristan stoking the flames of the large furnace at the rear of the smithy, making sure that the flame didn't grow too big too quickly. Hearing footsteps echo throughout the place just as he was in the midst of preparing, Tristan could not help but let out a yawn as he shifted his attention to the person that had just appeared.
"We're still not open yet, so if you want, you could—" However, at the very instant his eyes shifted towards the familiar figure of the man that stood at the smithy's entrance, all of the grogginess in Tristan's body was swiftly washed away, being replaced with exuberance as his eyes widened in surprise.
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