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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Asmor" data-source="post: 3965625" data-attributes="member: 1154">Earlier that day..."What kind of half-assed job is this, Jotunn?" the dirty peasant screamed. "She's gonna break a bloody leg, she is." He referred to the horse he was picking up. He'd left it with Jotunn to be shod, and now she had a slight limp due to the terribly low-quality horseshoes."Taal's Teeth! Piss off ya soddin' **** farmer! I kin 'ardly 'elp it if yer damned mare's 'ooves are lopsided.""You get those shoes off of her now! There's no way I'm paying for this!""Bah, I dun need yer thrice-damned brass anyways." Jotunn turned around, leading the horse back to his workshop to take its shoes off.He wasn't a master blacksmith by any means, but he could hardly be entirely to blame for the bad shoes. All he had to work with was low-quality iron riddled with impurities, not the fine stuff his father-- spit on his name-- always had. There was little Jotunn could do, though, because that's all that was available in this podunk town. Heck, even if better stuff was available, he probably wouldn't be able to afford it.Later, at the tavern...Jotunn sat in a dark corner of the tavern, drinking himself into a stupor. He watched with drunken disinterest as the Baron made his speech and then walked away.He'd never let anyone know it, but Jotunn was deeply dissatisfied with his life in this town. The humans lacked the thick skin of the dwarves and he'd already managed to insult everyone in town at least three times or four.On top of that, his business was in the gutter. Sure, he was the only blacksmith in the village, but that's really the only reason he still had any business. He'd tried to explain the problems with the ore to his customers, but the stupid inbred hicks didn't seem to understand and still blamed him anyways.He didn't know what the Baron had in mind, but it had to be better than just wasting away in this hellhole. So with a characteristic grumble, Jotunn stood up, started to fall, balanced himself, stood up again, grabbed his tankard, and proceeded into the storeroom.</blockquote>

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