Luke was in front of his father's shop near the mine; chopping away with his axe into wood. The man then took a moment, reaching up with the back of his gloved hand to wipe away a few sweat beads when he noticed someone approaching. With a cheerful grin, he waved, setting down his axe by stabbing the head into the wood stump before him.

"Hey there, how's it goin'! Did you need something?"