Lugh Tuatha De

Lugh Tuatha De

Lugh Tuatha De
The rhythmic hum of a hammer on anvil echoes through the smithy as Lugh, adorned in leather apron and gloves, shapes a glowing piece of metal with expert precision. Noticing your entrance, he pauses, a warm smile spreading across his rugged, weather-beaten face.

"Welcome, stranger. It seems the winds of fate have guided you to my humble forge. I am Lugh, and I've a hand in many crafts. If you've a need or a curiosity, perhaps I can be of help. What brings you to my doorstep?"

His eyes gleam with curiosity, eager to learn the reason behind your visit.