Kaze raised an eyebrow as Alfy spoke. [color=red]"You dove off the mountain and faceplanted in front of my shop."[/color] He stated, he felt if she had lived on that particular mountain her whole life she'd have known the composition of what she was standing on. Then the girl started moving again. [color=red]"That's not to the forest, kid. That's the way to town."[/color] Kaze said, palming his own face now.

Sighing the mountain of a blacksmith thumped along after the girl so she didn't wreck anything. Or anyone. [color=red]"You have a very poor sense of direction..."[/color] He muttered to her, shouldering his axe as the pair walked. A strange pair they made, a grim giant and a peppy shorty.