[Center][h1][color=999999]Demund[/color][/h1][/center]

Alph had a point. Traveling as much as he did horseshoes would be a higher priority. But at this point if he were to face trouble that sword could take maybe one or two well placed strikes before shattering. [color=999999]”Well just promise you’ll bring it in before you leave for your next adventure. You know my father would rather his favorite singer be safe than make a few coins.”[/color]

Initially Demund was going to decline the offer; hunting wasn’t exactly his sport. But remembering the forge was currently occupied and he had nothing else to do, he decided it wouldn't hurt. [color=999999]”Sure, why not? I think I've got a bow lying around somewhere.”[/color]