"Where is he right now?" Sol asked upright.
"Broden? He's probably in the back... tinkering with some random crap," Jaspa answered nonchalantly.
Then he noticed Sol beginning to walk toward the back.
His face shifted from not caring to being slightly concerned.
"Wait... what are you planning?"
Sol ignored him.
"Hey! Don't get your expectations too high!" Jaspa exclaimed, not wanting to leave a bad impression on the boy when Broden denied him.
Jaspa sighed, 'I don't know what that kid is planning, but Broden isn't going to accept it so easily. Broden is a different type of person... some would call him a weirdo. He doesn't have an ego like many other master blacksmiths, which sets him apart from the rest. That's why I chose to work under him, and not anyone else.'
Sol eventually arrived at a doorway at the very left of the shop.
The doorway was large, enough to fit a Gorth, and was covered by rubber strips.
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