CH.285 Wilhelmina, the tall dwarf
“... where..?” The lady blacksmith questioned when she opened her eyes.
Lua had used a bit of ti with Silpheed to make sure they got all of the carbon monoxide out of the blacksmith’s lungs, before she finally used her copy of Monster Reborn to resurrect the lady.
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Also, with that smoke bomb out of the forge, we were able to air out the room and got most of the smoke out.
“... a… a dragon..? Are you … here to take … to heaven?”
“Do not think so. You aren’t done living yet.” Agunan told her.
Wait? Is this sothing normal? Remind to ask Agunan later.
“I see. So my job… I really must complete it…”
“What job are you talking about?” I just asked.
speaking up apparently brought the smith’s attention to the fact that there were more people in the room. Her eyes wandered around and stopped at few places, like taking a good while to look at both Lua and Ria, but just glancing over Alice, before again stopping and focusing on , or perhaps my duel disk to be accurate.
“... are you… a dungeon master? … The dragon has one too… A dragon, two dungeon masters… and two dhampirs… this must be heaven.”
Wait? She figured out that both Lua and Ria are dhampirs? How?
“This is no heaven. We are still in the workshop.” I told her.
“... are we..?” She seed to finally be catching on, and she took another look at the room. “... I guess we are… heaven wouldn’t be this run down.”
Wow. Acknowledging that the workshop is in disrepair. Isn’t this your workshop?
“... so why are you here then? And why am I on this table?”
“We ca here to deliver treant wood. You did request so from the adventurer’s guild, right? We tried to call when we ca in, but no one answered, so we ca further in. Eventually we found you passed out on the floor of your smithing room.” I explained. No need to add too much about her literal death experience.
“Passed out?” She questioned.
“Yeah. The room was super filled with smoke, so I think you passed out because of that.” I again didn’t tell the whole truth, as I don’t think it is a good idea to tell soone they may have been an assassination target.
“Smoke… Alright… I guess this workshop really is breaking before my will…”
“Sorry to ask this right now, but we are kind of on a quest here. We brought the treant wood you asked for, so where should we put it?”
“The wood? Did you really? Now I can… but… I don’t…” At first, she seed to get honestly excited, but then she quickly turned crestfallen. “... May I get the wood? … I need it… for a commission.”
“Sure. That is what we are here for.”
“... but I can’t pay the extra I promised on the quest form. You will only get what is on the guild paper.” She told us. “... is that still fine?”
I looked at Alice. Admittedly, I hadn’t fully read the guild’s quest form, so I didn’t even know about this additional reward.
“I think it did ntion it. But I just picked it because it was a quick easy quest for us.” Alice admitted.
“Then perhaps read the form properly next ti…” I just comnted. “Well, whatever.”
“... excuse , but what are you talking about?” The smith asked.
“Don’t worry about it. So, the wood? Where do you want it?”
“Just put it there.” She said, as she pointed at the floor. “Now… maybe I can still keep my freedom…”
Keep her freedom? Is there sothing bad happening to it?
“Excuse , but may I ask sothing?”
“I guess? What is it? I still won’t have the extra money, but if you want, I can service your weapons. I’d love to make sothing new, but… I don’t have materials for anything but…”
“No. Not that. What do you actually need the treant wood for? And what do you an ‘keep your freedom’?”
“Oh that. It is just a commission I have for the town’s lord. He requested I make him a treant wood staff with a magic stone. And if I can’t, he will take my workshop and turn into a slave because of a debt I owe him.” The smith explained. “I don’t really care about the shop and I’ll have to turn it over anyway. I’ve been planning on leaving the town anyway, as I just don’t have custors any more. But because of the debt I have, I have to complete this job, or I’ll be made a slave. But now. I have the wood, the magic stone and the fittings, so I can complete the job.” She added, with clear determination in her voice.
“I really cannot recomnd that.” Lua cut in. “You were passed out just a mont ago. You should be resting, not working.”
“... there really was a dhampir here… Why is there a dhampir in my shop?”
“Perhaps so introductions are in order.” I said.
“I am Wilhelmina from Smorog.” The smith introduced herself. “I’m also the owner of this workshop. … though I’m also the only one working here currently.”
We had all already introduced ourselves, she was the last.
“... Lord Wood.”
“Please, just Brian. I only use my full na when I operate as a noble. At the mont, I’m just an adventurer.”
“... Lord Wood. Would you be… in need of an artisan?” Wilhelmina asked. “... as you can see, my shop isn’t doing that well. So I’ve considered moving away after completing my current commission. So perhaps… you might need an artisan? … I can also fight… if that is what you need. I can keep your weapons in tip top shape while out on jobs. And I’m good with a shield, so I can keep everyone safe. So… Lord Wood, would you please hire ?”
“... is that really what you should be asking now?” I just asked her. “Don’t you have like seven bigger problems, like losing your freedom if you don’t complete the staff? Worry about your next thing after that.”
“Brian. You know she should rest.” Lua said, with a sowhat strict tone.
“I know.” I admitted. “Just reminding her.”
I say that but honestly, getting a blacksmith might not be a bad idea. I have Kotetsu, but having a local person working for is not bad at all. And it’s not like I can’t pay her.
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