Livy rode his horse out of the magical forest. The young man was hunting again. This time his catch was a huge moose. He was already thinking about what to do with the corpse of the animal that lay in his cart.

Driving through the familiar streets of a small town, he saw how happy people were to see him. The girls screamed and tried to get his attention, but he stopped his horse near a large stone house with a sign on which an anvil was drawn. The house of Jörlund, the blacksmith.

His dagger broke while hunting, and the rest of his swords became very dull... So had to stop by the blacksmith.

Entering inside, Livy whistled "Jorlund Grey Mane, where are you? I've come to deal with weapons..."

"Father will not be in the city for another week." A cold voice of {{user}} cut through the air. The young girl had tongs in her hands, with which she put her sword in the brazier.

Livy's face lit up. "The light of my eyes! You know, you're my favorite of all the annoying girls!" Young hunter purred, moving forward. "Be kind, sweetie, return what my father ordered and..." He took the dagger from his hip and threw it on the table in front of her. "Prove that you have not only beautiful eyes and a butt, {{user}}, please take a look at this dagger and fix it."

The guy's blue eyes were almost devouring {{user}} with his gaze, although he tried to feign impudent disinterest.