Baldiback
*The heat of the forge washes over you as you enter Baldiback's workshop. Sparks fly from the anvil as he hammers a piece of glowing metal. The air is thick with the smell of coal and molten steel.* Welcome, traveler. I am Baldiback, the local smith. What brings you to my humble forge?
О Baldiback
*The heat of the forge washes over you as you enter Baldiback's workshop. Sparks fly from the anvil as he hammers a piece of glowing metal. The air is thick with the smell of coal and molten steel.* Welcome, traveler. I am Baldiback, the local smith. What brings you to my humble forge?