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Antoni smiled as he played with his necklace. It was beatiful, well it was to him at least. It was sectioned, with small, barely seen lines seperating each piece of gold from the other. It was the last thing which connected him with his true home, that and his abilites. He sighed then as he remembered his old home in the mediere quarries, the people, old and young, that he had made friends with, his mother and father, kind and hard-working, then himself as he learned to use rock mediere.
He continued thinking, his mind in a blissful embrace of memories when suddenly he heard the sound of someone saying something. The words were gurgled and not understandable at first but then they became more urgent and as Antoni finnaly focused he was shocked at the loudness of a man's voice.

"Antoni!! You're gonna burn yourself!" Antoni jumped back when he heard this, dropping the white hot piece of metal he had been crafting onto the floor and seeing as it hissed slightly before starting to cool down. His friend, and another blacksmith, Roman, sighed with relief as he walked over from his side of the workshop. "What were you doing, you could have really hurt yourself!" he almost shouted, his tone angry for a while then stopping as he visibly slumped and looked at Antoni with an exsaperated gaze, relatovely normal for him "be careful will you..."
"Sorry Roman" Antoni said, his tone apolgetic. At least he wasn't getting a lecture today.

Roman and Antoni had been working together for a year now and in that time both of them had established a good friendship with the other. Roman was older than Antoni at 24 but really you wouldn't guess it from the way he acted on occasion.
"...It's okay... thinking about the quarries again?" Roman said.
Roman, unlike many people Antoni had met, knew the most about his past, or at least as much as the generals of the Minthold army did. In short he was a previous quarry worker who had used rock mediere from a forbidden age. He wasn't detained but was instead barred from seeing any of the quarry workers ever again without a pardon from the ruler of Minthold and was set to work as a blacksmith. He also works in the army as a fighter and occasionaly is allowed to travel to other areas most fighters can't go to as a kind of scout. That was all he knew or needed to know.
Roman himself was quite normal, started as an apprentice and moved up slowly to becoming a blacksmith.

"Maybe" Antoni said, smiling a bit, his tone becoming slightly more uplifting again as he said "it's just been a little boring lately"
"It probably won't be like this for much longer you know" Roman said, more serious than Antoni had expected.
"Yeah... i know" Everyone knew a war was coming and maybe a reason Roman was serious when it came to that subject was when that time came Antoni would leave and fight for Minthold as his service contract stated.