"Did you make this on your own, little lass?" asked the old blacksmith. Seeing the powder inside the container made this old blacksmith curiously place his hand inside to inspect its texture.
Agnes didn't seem to be bothered by what the old blacksmith was doing. Her face was filled with a curious expression instead.
She patiently stares at the old blacksmith as he runs his hand over the powder, testing how fine and dry the powder is. The old blacksmith could also sense a fuzzy warmness on his fingers as they dipped inside the powder.
It gave the old blacksmith an answer to what elemental affinity it was created for. In his opinion, the powder was finely grounded into a powder. Still, it lacked a few selling points before being mass-produced.
The old blacksmith also had a few opinions in mind but will have to try them personally before making his point.
