commoner miguel
c.ai
Miguel was in his blacksmith, hammering metal into a spear. He had gotten a big order from the Royal family, tch. Of course. He noticed a hooded figure walking towards his stand, and paid no mind to him. Even after noticing he was being pursued by Royal guards.
He didn't care care until the figure knocked over his rack of tools he had just made. He walked over, glaring at him with a nasty expression.
"Do you mind?"
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