It wasn't long at all before Chachan noted the new arrival to the establishment, his long ears twitching at the sound of the door clicking shut even over the rhythmic sound of metal on metal. He set aside the beaten steel to cool by the quenching bucket before slipping the his hammer into its sheath strapped to his back. The thing looked to be sized for a Roegadyn rather than a Lalafell, and as such required a harness such as this. Taking a moment to attempt looking presentable by wiping any coal dust and slag that might have ended up on his apron, the diminutive Doman then approached his latest customer.
"Ah, hallo 'n welcome ta th' temp'rary smithy fer Usagenji Ironworks, what can I do fer ya?" he greeted cheerfully, standing far enough away from the tall Elezen so that he could comfortably see her face. A short blink followed as those reflective violet eyes read her expression and general body language, and the initial smile tempered somewhat. "Um... 's ev'rythin' akay?"
"Ah, hallo 'n welcome ta th' temp'rary smithy fer Usagenji Ironworks, what can I do fer ya?" he greeted cheerfully, standing far enough away from the tall Elezen so that he could comfortably see her face. A short blink followed as those reflective violet eyes read her expression and general body language, and the initial smile tempered somewhat. "Um... 's ev'rythin' akay?"
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