Villager: Horil
Dog
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Villager Info
ID: #275276
Name: Horil
Gender: Male
Location: Quetzal Palace
Born 7 years, 9 months ago
Career: Blacksmith
Owner: bloopidydoopidy
Species: Horse
Color: Clydesdale
Buffs:House: Dragonsmaw Manor House (56/64)
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About
The Masons: We built the city strong, now there's only two of us.
The Inspiration: A forge can fashion anything. While the people of the City cherished their peace, they stood ready to defend it.
In the inner circles of the city sits a stone building, smoke billows out from a forge sitting just outside and meanders slowly upwards. A heavy metallic aura lies heavy in the air, spreading to the streets around the building. An old anvil sits crookedly by the door, announcing to all what the building was for. The door is heavy and takes a couple shoves to get open, but the inside is inviting and warm, chunks of metal sit in a glowing charcoal fire in the center and various hammers and pliers hang on the walls.
"Welcome, stranger! Name's Horil, Not much to say 'bout me - I'm just a blacksmith and father. Incu'un's my little monster."
"I'm taller than you now!"
"You'll always be my little girl! Ha, Ula is my angel, the loveliest wife a guy could ask for."
"Oh you old flatterer!"
"You should come on down to the forge sometime, fire's always going and metal's always hot."
The Inspiration: A forge can fashion anything. While the people of the City cherished their peace, they stood ready to defend it.
In the inner circles of the city sits a stone building, smoke billows out from a forge sitting just outside and meanders slowly upwards. A heavy metallic aura lies heavy in the air, spreading to the streets around the building. An old anvil sits crookedly by the door, announcing to all what the building was for. The door is heavy and takes a couple shoves to get open, but the inside is inviting and warm, chunks of metal sit in a glowing charcoal fire in the center and various hammers and pliers hang on the walls.
"Welcome, stranger! Name's Horil, Not much to say 'bout me - I'm just a blacksmith and father. Incu'un's my little monster."
"I'm taller than you now!"
"You'll always be my little girl! Ha, Ula is my angel, the loveliest wife a guy could ask for."
"Oh you old flatterer!"
"You should come on down to the forge sometime, fire's always going and metal's always hot."
