"An inspired choice, Marshal," the forgemaster says. "Now follow me. You gotta pick out a grip for your new armin' sword."
You glance over at Obren. "Sorry to ditch you like this."
He shrugs. "It doesn't bother me. Just show me what you got once it's done."
You nod. "Will do."
Obren salutes you. "See you soon, then."
"Aye."
You follow the forgemaster deeper into the forge.
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