Mildryd knew how to blend in. In her years on the run, she often had to hide, believing she was being followed. But in the chaos of these days, it felt like hiding might actually draw more attention to a person than simply walking through the streets of Camelot. And that was what she decided to do. Knowing the city was open and welcoming to all people from various kingdoms, she wouldn’t have to worry about being recognised on the streets; the only ones she opted to hide her face from were the guards, just to be sure.
As she walked through the streets, she noticed houses being damaged and blood drying on the ground - leftovers from the battle. She was used to it by now. Few places kept their vitality during the time of war and one of them, to Mildryd’s satisfaction, was the local blacksmithery. She stopped just a few feet away from the shop, observing it with a thoughtful expression on her face. “Fire is stronger than death,” she mumbled to herself, unaware that there was someone next to her.
So I found out yesterday that the community college across the street from where I go to college offers a blacksmithing class. A blacksmithing class. Blacksmithing. Guess who’s been looking for an affordable blacksmithing class for years?Guess who’s totally gonna call about it?
I just found out that there’s this place near, and when I say near I mean like an hour away (so closest place there is anyway), where I live that teaches all these awesome artisan crafts. Like woodworking and blacksmithery. Oh if only I were rich lol
Though I’m thinking about trying to learn how to do that ‘viking knit weave,’ seems more my speed, well it seems more doable for my funds/time. To all my friends in real life, if it’s a success, you’ll probably be getting them for Yule this year. lol