The jewellery glittered in the firelight as Whisper sat in front of the fireplace at the tavern. Being herself she liked being alone. She had a few different types of jewellery from the other smiths. A gold wrist-band from Log, A stainless steel necklace chain from converses and many more. They shimmered beautifully as the afternoon became evening.

"Hello Whisper." Trotelot said, startling Whisper. "Sorry is I surprised you, I needed someone to talk to or I may fall asleep. Being a smith is exhausting at times."

"I know, I'm a bit tired too. If you want, tomorrow you could come mining with me to get some more materials for the others."

"Yes please! I need some more materials so I can make some armour."

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Two days later

Everyone was over the moon when Whisper came back with all the materials they needed, they were handed out evenly before everyone got to work making swords, armour, jewellery ad many other odd things. Whisper thought to herself; This is how everyone should be, living together happily.


Trotelot (FEATURED IN THE STORY! :DDDDDDD)