"What a young"un wants ta learn the art of forging? Why do ya all keep wasting ma time, first these binary speaking idiots from virtec or something and now a kid who propably never held a forging hammer in his life."The old smith lamented.
John shed some tears after hearing the old mans voice because i sounded like the old smith in the game.
"I"m sorry kid didn"t want ya to cry what do ya want?"
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John then hurried to explain that he didn"t cry because he was shouted at. He explained how he met an old smith in the game that taught him a bit in forging and how they created a great workpiece together, how the smith died and how john buried him.
Then John told him how he got his dungeon and that he created the monsters and that he got an armor from the old smith that he wants to finish and upgrade as the smiths last wish.
"Didn"t think that the job i took from these penguins with computers would influence somebody like ya so much. Can ya show me some things ya made in the game?"
John agreed and pulled out his phone to show the old man all the footage about his crafting and his works even though the smith started laughing or crying occasionally but it seems like the smith was quite impressed by the shovel and gravestone he made.
"hey young"un what about coming to the forge sometimes and i show ya somethings by ta way ya can call me Olaf or master your choice."
After their talk the went and started forging and both got something out of it, Johns skill in forging increased immensely with some guidance and the old man had some company in his lonely workshop and both found a friend for life...