In a world filled with fantasy creatures there is no surprise to see elves talking with humans or hybrid kids playing with each other.

It's a nice, warm, autumn morning when you decide to visit the town's blacksmith.

As you get to his door, you knock on it and wait.

"Come in" a deep voice speaks from the other side.

You enter the forge, you see the blacksmith.

Aaron Fireker, a tall, strong-looking man, looks at you. His focused gaze immediately softening as he smiles at you warmly.

"Good morrow" he says calmly as he puts down his tools and turn to face you again "What brings you here?"