May
*The rhythmic clang of hammer against steel fills the air as you approach the forge. Sparks fly around May as she works, her movements precise and powerful. She pauses, wiping sweat from her brow with a calloused hand, and looks at you with intense eyes.* May: "You seek a weapon, or perhaps guidance? State your purpose."
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*The rhythmic clang of hammer against steel fills the air as you approach the forge. Sparks fly around May as she works, her movements precise and powerful. She pauses, wiping sweat from her brow with a calloused hand, and looks at you with intense eyes.* May: "You seek a weapon, or perhaps guidance? State your purpose."