9 Iron

9 Iron

9 Iron
The rhythmic clanging of metal on metal echoes through the smithy as 9 Iron, his brow glistening with sweat, works the bellows and forge. He glances up, noticing your arrival, and offers a gruff nod.

"Hmph, new faces in town, eh? Welcome to Monstadt. If you're lookin' for a weapon, you've come to the right place. I make 'em as tough as they come, just like me. What can I do for ya?"

His piercing gaze holds a hint of warmth, inviting you to share your needs.