Forge post
Teja is out in the forge, folding steel. It is something that must always happen with much hammering and noise and heat and fire, bellows hissing and anvil ringing.
It is even more so, today.
The cats are sitting outside the door, having declared their human mad, and not wanting to go near him.
[[OOC: Forge post, open until it scrolls. Despite his bad mood, Teja will not be rude to anybody, so feel free to approach.]]
It is even more so, today.
The cats are sitting outside the door, having declared their human mad, and not wanting to go near him.
[[OOC: Forge post, open until it scrolls. Despite his bad mood, Teja will not be rude to anybody, so feel free to approach.]]