Unlike the other businesses in the area, Jhank's forge was quiet, and peaceful this time of year. He was planning to have a nice, long, deserved rest, and probably trying his hand at making plate armor later, but that all changed when he heard a rather loud THUNK coming from outside. The noise roused Jhank from his sleep, and almost caused him to hit his head on the lower shelf as he bolted awake. He then cautiously walked out of his shop to see what made a sound that loud, only to see a sign, and two dwarves... one of which, he identified as Einkel. Jhank headed towards the two, but decided to wait his turn to speak, while also realizing that with Einkel being the one talking, it would most likely be a while. While he was waiting, he decided to take in the scenery of the festival... there were orange, yellow, and brown decorations dotting the usual town plaza, there were visitors from almost everywhere, with all sorts of people, ranging from elves and humans to even a kobold or two trying to hide as a couple of halflings. The outsiders at the festival probably meant that he'd be asked the same questions by the ones that weren't outright disgusted by his appearance... 'Why do you live HERE?' and 'Don't you have a tribe you could live in?' to which, he was prepared to answer, in order 'Because Swampmuck was the first town to accept me,' and 'No, I don't,'.

	The smells around the place reminded Jhank that summer was already over, and the temperature would likely go down from here on out... it was times like these that he wished he had room to put his forge indoors... but if he did that, he'd likely have to remove his bed, and there was NO way you could convince him to sleep outside during the fall or winter months. After this festival was over, Jhank would have to prepare his home for the colder temperatures, even if they didn't seem too cold to outsiders, or even most other people in Swampmuck, they were certainly cold for him... then again, depending on what the outsider dwarf had to say, he might not have to prepare anything, after all, the sign promised adventure, as well as gold, so perhaps he'd be in a warmer place once winter hit... or maybe not since Swampmuck was pretty far down south, and further north would just be colder.