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Villager: Smith

You hear the sounds of a hammer hitting an anvil and make your way towards the blacksmith's forge.

Beside it you see a gecko covered in soot and grime.

He doesn't seem to notice you until you're standing close enough, and even then he doesn't acknowledge you until he's done with the axe he's currently repairing.

He lays the repaired axe to the side with a large amount of shields and a few swords.

He turns back to you, cleaning his eyes with his tongue, it leaves a stripe of color on his face and you cringe a bit.

"Blacksmithin' ain't pretty." He says and stretches, "Either ya came here to gawk at the gecko, or ya want somethin'. Name's Smith, can I help ya with a weapon or armor today?"



Smith is a blacksmith. He likes fires, hates work, but somehow they even out. He can most often be found with his boyfriends, sandwiched between them when it's bitterly cold, their warm fur keeping him comfortable when he's not by his forge.

He's a bit mischievious and can be quite a troublemaker, and get the three of them together and it's a triple threat. But he's reliable, and when he's needed he does what he can.

He wants to learn Alchemy one day, once he has an apprentice blacksmith, he full intends to leave the practice and do strictly Alchemy.

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Wishlist: steampunk costume (+paintie eventually)