05-01-2011, 12:26 PM
A loud growl rang out against the remains of the blacksmiths shop. The behemoth was there and as he stared at a cut across his arm he grew angrier by the minute. Saluce had found another suitable location to start his shop again, and had already starting moving his tools over to it. It wasn’t as big or as economical as his previous shop but when it’s a rundown guest house off your main home you can’t really be picky. He’d already shored it up some and made sure it would be suitable for the shop. For now though the big brute was looking around nervously for a rag or towel to wrap his arm with.
He walked toward the less burnt section of the shop, rummaging through several boxes; this was just another interruption for him. Irritating was what it was, and even though a cloth was found and wrapped around the cut area it still didn’t help his mood right now. Saluce gave a grunt as he lifted another box to load on the car his horse would be pulling. Already the horse had bickered and stammered about such a less than noble task. The man stopped a moment to catch his breath, standing to his full height. His mind wandered at this time, to Farore. The beautiful sister of Nayru had left a small mark on him even though he hadn’t interacted with her lately. Those eyes where what he couldn’t get out of his mind, those purple orbs that made him uncomfortable, and yet inviting in their own way. He shook his head, he’d have to put her out of his mind. Saluce didn’t want Nayru getting upset with him, and he’d just have to play nice and try to keep things easy on his young queen leader. Because she didn’t need any more stress.
He walked toward the less burnt section of the shop, rummaging through several boxes; this was just another interruption for him. Irritating was what it was, and even though a cloth was found and wrapped around the cut area it still didn’t help his mood right now. Saluce gave a grunt as he lifted another box to load on the car his horse would be pulling. Already the horse had bickered and stammered about such a less than noble task. The man stopped a moment to catch his breath, standing to his full height. His mind wandered at this time, to Farore. The beautiful sister of Nayru had left a small mark on him even though he hadn’t interacted with her lately. Those eyes where what he couldn’t get out of his mind, those purple orbs that made him uncomfortable, and yet inviting in their own way. He shook his head, he’d have to put her out of his mind. Saluce didn’t want Nayru getting upset with him, and he’d just have to play nice and try to keep things easy on his young queen leader. Because she didn’t need any more stress.