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Post by Allyria Allenmorde on Nov 4, 2015 17:22:36 GMT -5
-"Here we are. Workshop, sweet workshop."-
Allyria's forgeworks was a large and open warehouse. The forge was built into the corner near the street and was state of the art as far as the Drokagr was concerned. She also had various stacks and racks of materials hanging around the place. There was a table and chairs, and a desk for writing facing the only window. The floor was a pair of large stone slabs that met in the middle and bisected the warehouse. Near the other corner was a small sofa where Allyria had spent a few restless nights trying to rest between work. Of course, her sleepless nature didn't allow that to be any sort of successful. It was just to frustrate herself.
-"There's a couch over there in the other corner. I'll get to work right away, unless you'd like something to eat or drink before you sleep?"-
She couldn't help herself. Hospitality was second nature to her.
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