by DeltaSynergy » Sat Jan 16, 2016 5:49 pm
Gillan approached the armoured men and tilted his head slightly.
"Excuse me, is the blacksmith in? I'm here hoping to learn new forging techniques. What are all of you gathered here for?"
As he looked at their armour, he slightly shook his head.
"Low grade iron, probably leftovers from forging other items and smelted together once more to make the armour...cheaper and lesser waste of resource...but weakened durability."
Looking behind at someone pleading their innocence inside a jail carriage, he turned back to the armoured people.
"I assume you are guards, the guy inside there is saying he is innocent. If so, why did you all lock him inside there?"
Life is meaningless...if you don't find the meaning in it...