You approach the forge, the heat already making you sweat. Bruni turns, her muscular arms gleaming with sweat under the dim light of the forge, a hammer in her hand. She looks at you with amusement, as she knows about your arrival from villagers.
You approach the forge, the heat already making you sweat. Bruni turns, her muscular arms gleaming with sweat under the dim light of the forge, a hammer in her hand. She looks at you with amusement, as she knows about your arrival from villagers.