Snippet #2460183

The dawn; Soki had been up a couple of hours before, putting the finishing touches on the tankards as well as the dining ware he had promised Sage he'd finish at some point of course. Once he finished a couple of sets of both, he could only sigh with a bit of relief. The looming shadow of Sage no longer hanging over his actions each day would mean he could spend less time on the forging of simple things, and focus on the forging of swords and such. He didn't much enjoy having to train the newer generation of adventurers. They weren't really ready to fight anything on this island, they barely knew how to hold the blade the right way let alone know which part of the weapon to stab their enemies with. Well maybe that was to harsh of an observation.

He sighed softly leaning lightly against the wall near his anvil. He was stuck here fixing weapons, then again he choose this life making swords forging blades for rookie warriors and fixing farm gear for farmers. This wasn't exactly what he expected he'd be doing once they got here. Though here he was, sun beginning to peak through his windows. It wouldn't be too long before his door would be pounded on by the young-lings for some training. He moved towards the stair case leading upwards towards the foliage of the tree his forge was built into, his room simple, nothing elegant a simple bed and dresser his armor in a chest located at the foot of his bed. with being so close up to the tree top the window was carved through the bark; leaves woven into blinds blocking out the sun. He enjoyed the shadows more then the light, a roguish past giving him the habit.

After a quick change from his usual forging outfit into a more relaxed fitting outfit from his island home. The bracer; a gift from Sage, placed cleanly over his right forearm. He moved down the stairs, to the sounds of pounding. "I'll be there in a minute!" He called out pulling a few simply made swords from the wall as he pushed the door open and tossed them to the first few of the adventurers at his door. "You all still need more training then I'd like take turns on the dummies, they've been reinforced with steel, and enchanted make a mistake those wooden blades in their hand will let you know." He said with a wave of his hand to shoo them off. "The rest of you, place your blades near the door and I will get to them when I've the time"

The men needed no persuading doing as he said right away without so much of a complaint. He could only smile with a bit of pride with the reputation he had earned from their arrival on the isle he was respected as the best swordsman on the isle. He usually spent the day watching over the progress of the younger swordsman, but for now he figured it was about time to pay Sage a visit. He retreated a moment back into his smithy to retrieve two crates; Sage's orders from the smithy, and then he was on his way.

A simple nod, or a wave was given to all that he passed as he made his way towards the Crow's Song. The walk was relaxing, the chill of the night slowly fading with the warmth of the sun, and the breeze filled with the smell of the ocean. A relaxing scent that helps keep your mind off the fact that they live on an island part of an archipelago that's filled with creatures and monsters that don't care who or what you are, they just want to eat you. Though now it was on his mind a shrug and a simple shake of the head he had his mind back on the task at hand. A deliver of the goods requested by the Inn owner.

Once he finally arrived at the Inn, he moved on inside towards the front desk placing the crates on it as he looked around. "Hmm, he's usually up by now, guess I'll just wait around for him.." he mumbled a tad to himself leaving the crates where they were. He made his way into the Tavern part of the Inn, moving his way to the bar and reaching behind and grabbing a bottle of; well he didn't much pay attention just opening it and taking a quick swig. If Sage was gonna make him wait, he was going to treat himself without worry of paying.