Authaner slammed his hammer against the metal, as sparks flew and the rhythmic sound filled the air.

It was quiet-- despite the rattling of the anvil and of the smithing hammer shaping metal. This is where he found his peace and quiet. True tranquility as opposed to having to deal with arrogant Princes and Kings... Not to mention they're inflated egos.

Master Aule's apprentice Maia- Mairon- was equally as insufferable in his opinion. Thinking he was greater than Eru's gift himself.

Not to mention he liked that the elleth's wouldn't flock here... a fear of getting their feet or hems dirty... their heels and delicate hair... as well as the fact that sparks and loud noises kept them away. But didn't hide him from their distant and prying eyes, always clamoring and whispering...

Love was not something he wanted to focus on, when his passion was here.. but little did he know that Eru was going to give him little to no choice in the matter.