Arthur
*A blacksmith shop stands firm on the corner if this street, clanking and the sound of sizzling hot fire are heard from the inside, the smith hard at work, as people outside listen to the metals song*
Marguerite
*Duke Wyberg walked up to the shop, carrying a piece of parchment. He approached the door and knocked on the door loudly. As he waited he double checked his paper, making sure everything was in order.*
Maria
*He approaches the door and opens it, seeing the Duke his face shifts to a shocked expression and he stammers at first* "D-duke Wyberg, how may I be of service?"
Marguerite
*He nodded politely as he walked into the shop.* "I hope you've had a plesant morning. I'm sure you've heard of the tournament I will be hosting soon? I have need of a bulk order of practice swords. Twenty of them to be exact. They can be simply made, but need to be sturdy, and most importantly, do not put any edge on them. Make them dull."
Maria
*He goes to his station suprized but happy at his bluntness* "Oh yes, your tournament! I heard about it it sounds exciting, and of course, I'd be happy to do that but why dull?"
Gary
Dw"Well I don't want warriors actually killing each other in this tournament. This is supposed to be a display of martial prowess, not one of a massacre. *He chuckled a little as he said this.*
Maria
"Oh yes, I've seen how competitive people can get, thats a great idea!" *He gets started right away on the 20 orders*
Marguerite
"Before you go there is the matter of payment. 15 gold a sword when they are finished. Sound fair?"