Dressage starts pounding the metal violently in some spots and cautiously in others. He then puts another piece into the melting pot and continues on the first.
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Dressage chuckled at banes answer as he put the metal into the smelters pot as he walks up to the counter. In the counter, pointing at those who walk in with a door behind the counter to an oven, so ponies can see the baked goods. He pulls a tray out from under the counter, fills it with cupcake mix, adds water, eggs, and oil, then throws it in. Like clockwork he goes to the back, goes into a storage room, grabs wood, and brings it upfront to his wood carving area. He walks over to the melting pot, looks in, then walks to the right to pour some freshly purified syrup. After pouring some bottles, he walks up to the counter and puts them on for sale. The pony pulled out the lump of hot metal with some tongs as he pulls out his Dragon forge hammer and lines it up. The blacksmith raised his hoof and slammed the piece of metaphors enough so it would start flattening as he kept flattening it.
Sorry for the loss, but please, put them away
"Then how did you survive for so long" dressage said as he looks at excellion with the bag of Dragon fangs "please put that away, to me it's a painful reminder that some ponies hunt dragons for souvenirs and don't respect the beauty"
Dressage pulls out a metal chisel and starts shearing metal sheet off "have you ever thought about cooking?" He questions.
So, heat magic, nice" dressage said as he pulled a box of wood out and throws 5 or 6 pieces into the fire as he pulls out another piece, puts it in his mouth as smoke erupts from his nose and he puts a newly burning piece of wood in the kiln.
"Yeah, I find myself enamored with your ability, so show" he says grabbing a big block of metal and brings it to his anvil.
(Sorry iatos, pyromancer, heat mancer, auto correct loves messing me up)
Dressage looks at the bag of money, looks at the scroll, then looks back at the zebracorn. "Its gonna take me a month to be able to make the armor at least but a week to make the sword. Come on in" the blacksmith said to bane and excellion as he pulls a key out of his pocket and unlocks the door to his shop, the dressage of all trades. The blue and black creature walks over to the counter, open a small gate and shut it behind him. To the left of the counter is a short hallway that faces dressages work space. The Pegasus walks to the back, grabs a piece of wood, and throws it to bane.
Dressage looks at the bag of money, looks at the scroll, then looks back at the zebracorn. "Its gonna take me a month to be able to make the armor at least but a week to make the sword. Come on in" the blacksmith said to bane and excellion as he pulls a key out of his pocket and unlocks the door to his shop, the dressage of all trades. The blue and black creature walks over to the counter, open a small gate and shut it behind him. To the left of the counter is a short hallway that faces dressages work space. The Pegasus walks to the back, grabs a piece of wood, and throws it to bane.
The blacksmith walks up and looks at his face. Almost draconian claws extend from his hoof as he grabs the bottom of exceptions jaw and moves it around a bit. "How may I help you."
Dressage walks with bane to the shop as he thinks "so, you focus on something then it catches on fire" he says looking down at the ground then back up "that would put you at a low grade necromancer? No, more like a heat cancer" the blacksmith says looking at his approaching shop. "Looks like I have some early business with some ponies" he mumbled pulling his Dragon forge hammer off his back.
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