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If the Shoe fits – Masane the blind Blacksmith.

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Writers:
LoreleieRoseCarrendar
XxXMasaneXxX.

This is a free form light role play, set at the Ox and Cart Inn in Arachnea.

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: Evening again, at the Ox and Cart Inn, and Mary Muggins is sweeping the hearth, while Nursey is cooking up a storm in the kitchen end known as “Hells”. That will be explained later, but back to the goings on in the tavern. Many a weary traveller was making their way inside, and the stable nearly filled with horses, the odd carriage parked in the lane. The Ox and cart was open for business. <3>

XxXMasaneXxX: -mile as i walk down the path noticing a Inn as bat radar flow, knocking on the door. Wondering if anyone is there.- *Is anyone in here * I say at the door waiting for the answer

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: -Mary Muggins raises her head, and rests her broom against the stone wall of the outside of the tavern. She wipes her hands upon her smock apron, and then sings out to the traveller; “Aye, I be here, Mary Muggins. Are you looking for a place to rest, Lass?” -she says with a toothy grin.

XxXMasaneXxX: -pushes the door open happy and relieved someone was here- *No though I been so many inns of late no one was around like a ghost town inside them* I say with worry maybe inns are dying out

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: -Inside the hallowed halls of the rollicking Ox and Cart Inn, was the sound of laughter and the merry tune of the Inn band. From the kitchen the smell of Nursey’s special of the day, so special, we don’t even know what is in it. Mary follows her guest inside, as the men at the bar raise a cheer. “Come on Mary, our tankards be emptying!”

XxXMasaneXxX: – her senses were like that of a bat, using radar waves to see.

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: -Smiling brightly at the new guest, she gestures for her to follow her up the stairs, to where the bar is located, atop the landing. Crossing the boards, Mary’s skirts brush the creaking timbers, and she brings up the oak board, to allow her to get in behind the bar. “Right lads, you all be on best behaviour, we have a lady in our midst” The men at the bar, all tipped their hats to the young woman, as Mary starts pouring ales-

XxXMasaneXxX: lovely place to see in my mind though, darn blurriness.

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: -Mary wonders if the young girl is alright, as she hands a tankard to a local trader, named Harold McGunn. “Is there anything I can be getting ya, Lass?” Mary asked with a wide smile.

XxXMasaneXxX: -glances up trying to focus as best i can- *I think I’m all right still so much sounds* I say with a worry
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: -Naturally, the Inn was a hive of sounds and laughter, for much ale makes those even with the softest of voices, into raving drunkards. “Oh, you get used to the din…comes with the territory.” Mary said gaily.

XxXMasaneXxX: -nods at Mary looking down trying to get used to it-
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: -Mary reaches across to pat her hand softly, as she says. “Don’t be all hiding ya face, Lass. New places are always foreboding, or my name is not Mary Muggins.” She said with a proud expression. “So, what brings you to the Ox and Cart, Lass?” Mary asks.-

XxXMasaneXxX: *Tired of travelling from land to land and empty Inns* I reply

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: -Mary Muggins nods and then sighs- “Tis the economy that has done it. Prices going so high, for a simple bed and meal, why I heard some travellers are forced to sleep under trees. But not at my Inn, oh no, we provide a good warm stew, and a clean bunk, for even the most down trodden of folk. Times may be tough, but at the Ox and Cart, we are a home away from home.”

XxXMasaneXxX: *true makes it hard for blacksmiths to find work now a days for myself when i can * I reply

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: -Batting her fine eyelashes, Mary then asked softly. “You a blacksmith then?” Clearly, this was the news she had been hoping for, since the area had lost their Blacksmith to a foul flu virus, last winter.-

XxXMasaneXxX: -smiles- *people assume that to quickly that all though your drums seem to be low or something there sound is very different* I say resting my hands on the table happy

LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- At this point, Mary beamed, and called out to the bar wench Mabel. “Keep the bar while I take this lass down to the old Black smith shed.” She sung out, tossing down her cloth and coming out from behind the bar, and taking the girl’s hand. “Come with me, got something to show ya, Lass.” If she followed her down the stairs, she would be led out to the cobblestone street, that went in two directions. One was to the stable; the other was to the old Black smith house. It was run down and abandoned, but still had all the tools of the trade. <3>

XxXMasaneXxX: *i smell fire and anvil scent * I say happiness

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: “Aye…why not explore, and maybe you might want to set up shop here. We get many a horse needing its shoes repaired, and those needing a sharp new blade.” Mary said encouragingly.-

XxXMasaneXxX: *-Smiles and grabs an anvil and starts slamming it down missing but the sound as my ears just twitching off and on- *well I’ll be happy to set up shop here* I tell YOU

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: -Hearing the joy in the young Lass’s heart brought a smile to the Inn keeper’s face. “It’s settled then. So, what I be calling you, Lass? I didn’t catch your name.”-
XxXMasaneXxX: *Oh Masane* i say happy

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: “Masane?” Mary quizzed. “Such a pretty name that is. My name is as plain as Jane, but I was named after a Queen.” Mary jokes, and then follows the lass inside the old house, and throws open the window, to let the moonlight enter the room-

XxXMasaneXxX: *thank you. your name is wonderful too* I say happy for my new place i can work at

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: -Just then, a traveller wanders up the cobblestone path, his horse is in need of shoeing. “Hello? Blacksmith?” he asks, tying his horse up on the fence just near the Blacksmith’s house. –

XxXMasaneXxX: -gets unhappy-*yes. What can i get for you?* i ask
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: -Mary Muggins spies the newcomer and wipes her hands. “You be looking for Masane.” Hearing Masane sound uncomfortable, Mary tries to help. “Does your horse need a new shoe?” The traveller nodded. “Aye, can you help me please?”

XxXMasaneXxX: *your horse sounds bad though from the vibrations. Sorry still getting use to vibrations a bit. But I can help I’m the blacksmith here* I tell visitor

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: -The traveller nods, as he pats his horse’s side. “I rode all the way from Talus Quarry, on news the Prime Minster frequents this Inn, but in doing so, my horse suffered from a bad nail, the last Blacksmith did. I really need some help.” he said woefully. Mary checked the horse’s hoof and sure enough the horse was in pain, as it whinnied loudly.

XxXMasaneXxX: -nods an walks to the horse putting my hand down as the ground under each three hooves glow scaling and getting the right size as ell can the other one as Mary looks at it- *Well ill get to work then, give me a few. * I ask the visitor

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: -The traveller ties off the horse to make sure it can’t run, then hands a bag of rends to the Inn keeper, to pay the Black smith for the service to his horse. “I be going in the Inn, my good Woman, and I thank ye for your help, Blacksmith.” he said with a nod, before heading off to get a pint in the Inn. Mary jiggled the bag of rends, and smiled. “There must be fifty in here.” It was a good start, to Masane’s fortunes.

XxXMasaneXxX: -smiles as I go inside grabbing some ore –

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: -Mary leaves the bag of rends for the young lass, by the forge, and then with sweeping skirts, she heads back inside the tavern, to tend to her many customers.

XxXMasaneXxX: -smiles as throw some into the fire inside of it, just inhaling the sounds so happy-
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: -On reaching the tavern door, Mary glances back to see the smoke rising from the chimney stack. It was a good time now, for the Black smith position was filled, and there would be even more travellers, now that they offered such good service to warriors, traders and the like-

XxXMasaneXxX: -smiles grabbing one as i walk to the anvil, dont mind it so hot burning my shell a bit as it but absorbing the heat-

XxXMasaneXxX: -smiles just hammering away into s heat finally tho so much sparks, putting my hand on the placing the design of the horse shoe, putting it some water as i do the next one. Sweating a bit but so happy-

LoreleiRoseCarrendar:- Inside the inn, the music from the back of the bar room raises the spirits of the travellers, as Nursey bangs her pots together to herald that the evening meal is ready for those hungry patrons.

XxXMasaneXxX: -Smiles finally halfway down, wiping my had a bit with a towel-
XxXMasaneXxX: -goes back happy hammering the molten ore happy, slowly finishing the third one.Hoping the traveller will like them and new deign that hold the hands lighter but much stronger and absorbing more impact-
XxXMasaneXxX: -finishes happy doing the last horse shoe-
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: -The traveller comes back outside, to see how the Blacksmith is going with shoeing his horse. Pleased with what he has seen, he nods happily. “You did a wonderful job, Blacksmith.” he said in a jovial tone.

XxXMasaneXxX: -smiles finishing the last- *thank you. your horse shoes are ready traveler. Want us to change them now* I say happy
LoreleiRoseCarrendar: -The traveler nodded. “Aye, if you could do that, I can led my horse back to the stable for the night, and I can go enjoy some of Nursey’s cooking.” he said warmly.

LoreleiRoseCarrendar: -Serving another few souls their mead, Mary comes out and leans upon the railing, staring down at her gathered patrons. It was going to be a good night’s trade, for already Nursey was serving up her special stew. Tables were filled and the tearing of bread and drinking of ale to accompany the meal made for a delightful evening dining, for those of the Ox and Cart inn.

XxXMasaneXxX: -smiles just listening to the noises from the inn but feeling like home –