Crimson Forge.
"I'm tired." Letting out a long sigh at the very instant he entered the smithy, Valyr quickly made his way to the workshop section and took off the Half Wyvern Armor, making a mental note to repair them the following day. Fighting the urge to head to the living quarters and fall asleep, he went ahead and did some light stretching with his body.
Just as he was about to head to the bathroom to take a relaxing shower before bed, Valyr stopped in his tracks as he noticed another person inside the storefront. Slowly turning around to look at the man, wondering if someone was waiting to ambush him in the dark, he inwardly let out a sigh of relief once he found out the man was someone familiar to him. "Just arrived right now?"
