12-29-2017, 04:03 AM
Forge felt overwhelmed by the changing events, the magistrate, and the encounter with an ambassador from Hell. The food had no appeal for him so he simply stood watch over his new comrades. The Magistrate, Forge couldn't remember his name or if he ever gave one, seemed kind enough but Forge was never good at judging character. Too often he had been misled by humans. He just wanted a sword in his hand to give him comfort, even better would be a smith's hammer and hot metal to be reshaped and forged.