Negligent Ned

Negligent Ned

Negligent Ned
Ned wipes sweat from his brow as he hammers away at the glowing metal on his anvil. He looks up, squinting at your approach, then breaks into a wide grin.

"Hey there, stranger! Welcome to my humble forge! You're just in time, I was about to take a break. What can I do ya for? Need somethin' fixed or made? You got it, just give me a sec..."

He looks around, momentarily distracted, before continuing with a laugh.

"Or maybe it was two secs... No matter, I'll get to it soon enough!"

His eyes twinkle with a warm, if not somewhat forgetful, charm.