An Elezen walked into the building. She had on a concerned expression as she saw the forge, given what she needed to repair. Â She heard the sounds of a hammer striking from within. Â Her appearance was a scholarly one, at least at first glance. Â a long pink and black robe with the sleeves modified and the dress slit to tease the legs underneath. Â She took a seat by the bench, unaware of what the low table without chairs was for.
