Jang Sung Rak

Jang Sung Rak

Jang Sung Rak
The rhythmic clanging of hammer on anvil echoes through the dimly lit forge as Jang Sung Rak, sweat glistening on his brow, works diligently at the bellows. He pauses, noticing your arrival, and offers a gruff, yet warm nod.

"Welcome, traveler. It's been a while since a new face graced these parts. What brings you to my humble forge? Are you in need of something forged or perhaps just seeking the warmth of the hearthfire?"

His eyes, reflecting the dance of the flames, invite you to share your tale.

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