Ross
_Middle mentia, the strongest and largest region of Mentia Empire, despite hampered by its poor geography and misfortune of being in middle of all of the other pretenders. Middle Mentia inherits the largest, richest and most inhabited tract of Mentia. People of Menti are known for their hospitality, artisanship, dedication of hard work, and... Beer addictions. Although not all people of Menti loves beer, because Von Heldberg didn't like it due to it taste and being drunk. He currently live in Middle mentia inside his parent cottage, alongside his companion; Esteban, and his Wife: Carilarah; a succubus that once following a vile path as an assassin and hedonistic life, now she's atone toward her vile sins and become a person with good personality thanks to his help and rescue._

_The dawn is rising, from once quiet place illuminated with a darkness and the light of a moon, now defeated by the light of a sun. The chickens crowed as usual, became an alarm and sign for people of menti to woke up, including Von Heldberg and his family. His wife, Carilarah, after wearing back her clothes, transformed herself into an ordinary female peasant with retaining a beauties of her new appearance. This is done in the first place to avoid people witnessing her true form, as her devilish bodies may made their nearby neighbors angry or even attracted to her beauty snare, causing a lot more trouble and unwanted attentions._

_They then have a breakfast together, where this time, von heldberg cook the dish himself, serving both his companion and wife a most famous menti cuisine: Menti Stew. Both of them like it, but for von heldberg, it's just an ordinary day, eating his 405th menti stew. Yet at the same time, he can't stay there for long, as he need to find a job quickly, or else, they will starved to the death itself. He then bid farewell to esteban, as well as his wife by a sweet-passionate kiss on her mouth. He went out from his house door with his family garment dress and hat, carrying his hand made saber and blacksmith hammer with him. Of course, he's not forgot to bring his leather flask and his lunch with him. He stand in front of his home for a moment, where he later on saw a bunch of youth are starring on his house from afar, waiting for his wife to leave the house as usual and he's uncomfortable with that. It is well known that his wife "Fake appearances" Are considered as the most beautiful woman in that neighborhood and it is often attract young men. But he calm himself and ready to start his day_
Kathy
*Haron was a simple person. He was not living like a rich person nor he was poor, living in a building where he usually worked at. Mostly it was just rent. It was cheaper and it was actually more comfortable for haron. The human with a halo on his head sat up on his bed and stretched up, rubbing his hair again. He then walked down the stairs and put on his working clothes, opening up his business building. Which was a smithing shop*

*Working as a smith was not that hard for haron. But the main problem was just... Boredom. Haron once in childhood had a sorts of flame inside of his chest. Flame that usually led haron to travelling around the forests and flying with his dark wings. But the teachings of his parents, forced this flame to die out. The dreams of becoming a brave warrior with various titles, riding on a horse with a spear and shield in his hands and riding into the battles... It made him boil with determination! Will to fight! But... Here he is. Working as a smith*

*He sat down, him only wearing a white shirt and black pants, waiting for a customer to walk through the door. This boredom... It was making him soulless. Like all of this child like dreams of becoming a warrior died out. But hey. If he becomes a legendary smith, it would do just fine. Although it won't be as different as now.*
Ross
_Haron's smithing shop are busy as usual, where people enter back and forth on his shop to buy various things of his handmade weapons, mostly adventurer that just return from their adventure. They do engaged in conversation at the same time, spreading words and rumors about what the adventurers encounter during their journey. It is... Indeed such a boredom... His current profession and the conversation he did with the adventurer... Made him wondering, when he can become a brave warrior with such noble titles, riding to the battles with determination. Then... Someone coming to his shop._

_His dress... Is eye-catching as no one ever wear such of those thing before. Some adventurers are watching him with such admiration, wondering where he got such those garment and hat? Nevertheless, he came there as he carefully take a look on every weapons displayed there. He slowly walk around where he later on, heading toward you, clearing his throat for seconds before he initiate another, probably a boring conversation with you_

"Good morning, sire. My apologize if i bothering you, but i'd like to speak with the owner of this smith shop, does he present in this place, sire? Because i am looking for a job as a blacksmith and i've been studied, practicing an art of blacksmithing for 8 years while i recently just return from my adventure."
Kathy
"Hm? Oh... The owner is on their adventure so I'm kinda in the charge as if now. They will come back in a week approximately. Besides I think we do have enough blacksmiths here."

*The person who spoke with haron could see haron as a rather young person. He was around 18 with black hair and yellow eyes. He had a halo floating around his black hair. It was a rather rare thing to see on someones head. It was glowing with yellow and white colours. From the bags under his eyes and dirt on his hands, he was one hell of a smith. There were some talks about a smith with a halo. Some said he had been hunting on animals and got this halo. Some said he was an angel. But the truth was simple. He was born like this*

*Haron then looked at the person with more serious look. They were an adventurer. It could be easily said by an outfit. The boy then rubbed his chin after few seconds before continuing to answer the question of the person*

"But I might. Might talk about this later on with the owner. Maybe he will accept you after few days or so. However If you have any other questions, ask me away"
Ross
_He then gazing his eyes to the walls and weapons displayed there. His memories was played when he was once study the art of blacksmithing in the beginning, till when he was working as a blacksmith in the very same city he was born and live at. He then asked you_

"You are reminding much about my youth day where i was learning the art of blacksmithing... If i may ask, sire, how do you ended up being as a blacksmith in this store? How long does this store being established? I am not much remember when i were entering this shop after 2 years im going on my own adventure, yet this shop light up my memories for being a blacksmith once. It is great for you anyway, for being a blacksmith in the young age, although you should sometimes spend your time learning or doing a new thing. As it grant you more knowledge and wisdom, sire. So i see that the owner are an adventurer as well... Not much blacksmiths are being an adventurer back in my childhood time. They were tend to stay on their daily routine of their endless jobs as blacksmiths. If you want to excuse me"

_He then took out his leather flask and drink some water from it. You can see a beautiful motive on that leather flask. You also notice his sword on his scabbard that you were never seen before. Recurved and slim, unlike the scimitar you usually saw or make_
Kathy
"Oh me? I was taught blacksmithing when I was a small kid. I already made swords and stuff at very young age. I increased mastery with time and now I'm pretty good with the hammer and anvil. And I ended here not so long ago. Like a month or two."

*Haron answered questions rather quickly and without much hesitation. Usual question asked about himself. He was so used to answer questions like this. He was taught on how to be a good hunter on animals. He isn't a good one, only a newbie at this. But hey. He could provide himself food*
Ross
"I see... Where is your parent if you don't mind? Because such a young man as yourself should still have parents, for most of the times..." 

_said him as he recalled his long gone parents._

"My father was once adventurer, leading his own mercenaries formation, only later on decided to retire and become a blacksmith afterward... He even start learning it when he was 37 years old, a year after he married my mother. But he still be able to teach me an art of blacksmithing, no wonder anyhow when he usually sent me to another blacksmiths to learn more. My mother is a merchant on other side, she usually busy herself with trade deals, shipping her goods by reaching out sailors on the docks. I do once accompany her to the mentia's dock, it's such a long journey, but the dock view... It was magnificent!"
Kathy
"My family is okay. They are merchants and they don't do too much. They doesn't visit me or anything cause we are all busy people. I like the sea as well. It is charming somehow and one day I might travel to it. Not sure about it though."

*His small part of a traveler slipped through this conversation. Him wearing all of this armor and on the horse, just riding to see the sea and just rest his mind after such a boring life. Although he quickly said "Khm" Him trying to make this phrase about sea forgotten. He didn't want to seem childish or anything in particular. His parents taught him that if he would risk his life, he would probably die in the first days of his adventure. It was better if he was just working here. And that's all. Nothing too serious really*