On Floor One, in the Town of Beginnings, a myriad of NPCs and shops hawk their inventory at you. “I’ve got wares if you got coin!” they cry. But one shop in particular stands out to you. Tucked away in a quieter part of town lies a quaint building with a sign out front that reads, ‘The Ring and Sword’ and nothing else, barring the shop’s logo. Curious, you step inside the building and see a myriad of weapons lining the walls. Pushed up against those very same walls lie display cases, laden with
Koga swung the door to the forge open and immediately grabbed his hammer. He had the materials, he'd spent col on them, if he didn't get this god forsaken sword done today, he was officially quitting blacksmithing and becoming a performer. He wasn't doing this crap anymore.
The first few crafts went about as poorly as he expected. Uncommon, rare, fail, fail. The universe must've thought this was real funny. The man swore as he realized he was on his very last material. He closed his eyes an