[Barnabas is silent in his agreement, both to finding the blacksmith but also disliking the state of this place and its people. Idly he wonders if that is what happens to those who end up here, will they too become mindless thralls who carry out tasks at their barest minimal effort?
He should like to think not.
Still, for all his wondering and their wandering, there does not seem to be a specific establishment that implies "blacksmith", and so for their efforts they're only granted fatigue and sweat. Though, Barnabas looks entirely undaunted, even if he isn't entirely immune to heat slicking his brow.
They are in front of the general store, though. No blacksmith, but it's something. Barnabas doesn't go in, but instead looks to Ademnet.]
There is little hope for this settlement, if this is all there is.
[No wonder so many buildings are in utter disrepair.]
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He should like to think not.
Still, for all his wondering and their wandering, there does not seem to be a specific establishment that implies "blacksmith", and so for their efforts they're only granted fatigue and sweat. Though, Barnabas looks entirely undaunted, even if he isn't entirely immune to heat slicking his brow.
They are in front of the general store, though. No blacksmith, but it's something. Barnabas doesn't go in, but instead looks to Ademnet.]
There is little hope for this settlement, if this is all there is.
[No wonder so many buildings are in utter disrepair.]