1st of Spring 521
Calven showed up to earn some money at the local blacksmith’s place. He did not see any of the important people at this hour but then again he had been asked to come in super early to help get everything ready for the day. He was not very trusted with the team yet because he was a new hire. All was well though, he had expected there to be hardships. In truth he had not spent very much time with the owner of this place. He’d done the interview and all the woman seemed to be interested in was that he looked able bodied enough to at least do some basic work. That was all she cared about really unless they could actually help make weapons and Calven was very much a beginner. Calven had a rough time even finding the place in the dim lighting of the early morning. He knew he was in the right general area but where was that blasted building? His eyes darted around until eventually he saw someone waving at him.
“I’d look the fool if I didn’t even find my own workplace,” Calven said to himself. He waved back and walked over. He did not recognize whoever this was. It was definitely not the owner. He asked, “what’s your name? I don’t think I saw you when I came by to apply the other day.” Calven did his best to scan the person’s face. It was a man who looked about the same age as himself. He had brown eyes which caught Calven’s eyes as stunning. Calven did not notice anything else about him because he was not given much time.
“Listen new guy, I got a lot of stuff to get to today. I don’t have time to stand around and chat with you. If you’re lucky you might learn a thing or two about the trade while you’re here. And if you can put up with the workload without outright quitting you might end up getting to make some weaponry. But for now? We have to see if you have what it takes to do the workload. And trust me, there’s plenty of work to go around. I had to go through this and so do a lot of the other people that come around here looking for money. Now let’s get you something to do shall we?” The man walked around and obtained a crate of weapons. “You clean these with these cloths. When the cloths get too dirty you clean them, ok? I don’t want to hear anything out of your mouth other than you’re done.” The man then walked off to go take care of one of the many chores that needed to be done for the day.
Calven muttered under his breath, “I signed up to do blacksmithing work not clean a bunch of dirty weapons that’ve been collecting dust,” when the other employee walked off. “Got to make the best of a bad situation I guess. I can do this. This is simple work!"