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