<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6b/5f/d3/6b5fd36a5b475af394692ec0b3d92495.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a2/77/dc/a277dc4a4e16dfd02e520ca62dd49e8d.jpg)</div>Roll Result: Laya Stealth sneak 17<br/><br/>Laya after picking herself up off the ground  with no one so far having jumped out and attacked them.   She would follow Darius and also attempt to sneak.  With them making their way to where they have stabled the horses at the blacksmiths'.    But as they move closer they see people out and about.   The loud clanking sound of metal being hit grows stronger.<br/><br/>There is another man in the blacksmiths.  He sits on  a bench watching the blacksmith pounding a slab of iron.   Alternately with tongs putting into the forge fire.<br/><br/><strong>"How soon Tajun?  My fields will not plow themselves, morning is awasting."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"Almost done Pabu."</strong><br/><br/>They see their horses being fed by a young lass.  The blacksmith Tajun's daughter.   Suddenly, the smell of pitch burning can be smelled.  Its coming from where they came from.   Of course  someone from the inn is cleaning out the outhouse.  To do that pitch is put in the iron tub and lit on fire.   This is life of a community of farmers and herders.   Up before the crack of dawn.