He walked back into the cave, ripping some ores from the walls and melting them down, beginning to forge a new sword.
He finished melting the ores and shaped them into a blade on the hilt using his hands.
Shuang: She watched him suspiciously.
He carved runes onto the blade, his yellow eyes glowing brighter.
Shuang: she shrugged and tossed a rock in the air.
He finished the runes and stood up, sheathong the sword.
Shuang: "what's that for?" she focused on the rock.
He shrugged.
Shuang: "Anyways, you've been back here awhile now. Can you go on some missions?"
"Sure, what kind?"
Shuang: "Y'know, recruitment and stuff."
"I mean, I guess so. Do I just wander around?"
Shuang: "No, you light the candle."
He blinked. "Candle?"
Shuang: She handed him a black candle with gold swirls.
"What's it do?"
Shuang: "Summon someone."
He frowned. "Do they get a choice, or do they just... poof?"
He was sleeping in his cabin, surrounded by wooden figurines.
Shuang: "Who knows?"
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