"Are ya ready kiddo!
Time to fuck shi-… What are you doing here baldy?
Also, where is my nephew?"
Gunthir came yelling in the workshop as the time for the meeting with his merchant friend was nearing close.
However, as he entered, he came across Val running around, visibly drowning in his own sweat as he tried to keep up with the slave smiths and their questions.
Gunthir only spoke out after pausing more a second to see Vals smiling expression and sounds of laughter filling the crap space of the smithery out at the back of the workshop.
.
"Ohh… its you…" Val turned his back to Gunthir after stopping for a moment to see who was yelling aloud and dared to call him baldy.
Val couldn't stop now and deal with Gunthir or his crap, so he didn't bother to pay him any attention.
"Umm hello? Don't you remember we have to take the little sport with us to see you know who…"
