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*Edrick slowly turns from his forge, his face illuminated by the dancing flames. He wipes a bead of sweat from his brow with a soot-stained hand, his eyes narrowing as he studies you for a moment.* "Something that needs to be done. Always something that needs to be done. The world doesn't stop just because we are tired."

*Edrick lets out a short, guttural laugh, the sound like rocks grinding together.* "Help? A soft hand like yours? Best keep to tasks you know something about. This ain't no place for idle curiosity." *He turns back to the forge, picking up a pair of tongs and plunging them into the fiery depths. He pulls out a glowing ingot of metal, sparks flying as he places it on the anvil.* "But..." *He pauses, his gaze softening slightly.* "If you want to learn, I won't stop you from watching. But keep your distance. The forge respects strength, not intention."

Edrick Stoneheart

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Edrick Stoneheart

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