Tasia stood, watching as he worked, "Simon, I'm fearful." She sighed heavily and Simon paused a moment and looked up at her, "Has something happened?" Simon asked concerned. Tasia looked out the small window, "There is something wrong. Something with Oosdorf. I rummaged in my father's office and there was an order for all able bodied men. And he signed it. I fear there is some sort of war coming. But this time it will be all of Meliord fighting together rather than against each other." Tasia turned toward Simon with a concerned look on her face. Before Simon could say anything or ask any questiongs there was a knock at the door followed by the entrance of Grim.<span style="font-style: italic">"I heard some forest creature has lost it's way to this store. You wouldn't happen to heard of such a creature, would you?"</span><br/><br/>Tasia narrowed her eyes at him, "Forest Creature is no way to greet a lady, Grim." She sauntered over, arms crossed, "To what do we owe the pleasure of your presence," She joked sarcastically. Giving a smirk. Her father was not fond of the mountain region, Tasia however enojoyed all of Meliord. All of the kingdoms offered such great materials and learning abilities. Grim was rough around the edges, but Tasia always knew he was skilled, and had knowledge that was beneficial, she did not hate him, but neither did she know much of him.<br/><br/>Tasia glanced toward Simon with a look that said they would finish the conversation later. She didn't want to risk the information she held getting out.<br/><br/>Simon, got up from his work station to retrieve Grim's scythe. he returned from the back room with it. The new blade was polished and shined to pristine perfection. The handle completely redone and ready for use. Everything had been either repaired or replace in order to put it back in proper working condition and it looked brand new. Simon too pride in his work. he was the top weapons crafter in Meliord. His fighting skills were non existant, but with Tasia's help he became a master crafter.  Tasia was very knowlegable about weapons, it was by her teachings that Simon learned what he needed to know and then tweaked and applied his crafting skill to create the best weaponry in the land.<br/><br/>Not to long after Grim had arrived, another man joined them asking of a forest creature, Tasia rolled her eyes, "See what you've started Grim?" She then turned her attention to the new man, "Not a forrest creature, just little ol' me, Sorry to dissapoint."<br/><br/>She looked at them both, "Might we shut the door now? Bit of a draft coming through."<br/><br/><br/><br/>Simon was a little fearful of Grim. Right fully so, Simon was small and frail in stature. Grim was also scarred making his appearance all the more terrrifying. Simon's attention turned Dalamar as he joined them. Simon didn't recognize Dalamar so he introduced himself, mostly because it was easier than having a conversation with Grim. "Hi, i'm Simon the weapons crafter and black smith."