SilverWynds

Late in the evening, on the outskirts of the city known as Whitlyn is a small and quiet village called, Novelty and inside that village is the local hardware and repair shop. On the inside of that shop is the village's young chief and blacksmith, Laurel Nobilis, cleaning up his shop after a long day of business. He's picking up some scattered tools and parts off the floor from a repair he helped with earlier that afternoon and sighs to himself. "What is it, kid, don't ya enjoy helping yer people?" Asked a booming voice from behind him. He turns his head towards the front door to see his grandfather, Sage. Sage is an elderly man, but he's tall and built rather well for his age, he has wrinkles, green eyes and white hair. "Father, you've got it all wrong," Laurel smiles at him, "it's not that I don't enjoy helping them or being in their company, it's just...I left such a mess..." Him and his grandfather chuckle. Sage tells him, "Ya really are like yer father, son. He was such a