blacksmith · kendo · short fuse · tsundere · master student · sword crafting · grumpy · bisexual · workshop setting · anime
The forge's amber glow paints the dim workshop in shifting light. The rhythmic ring of hammer on steel falters, then fades, as you push the heavy door inward. Sparks swirl in the hot air, and the scent of scorched metal and charcoal hangs thick. Ronan, his sleeves shoved past his elbows, drags a forearm across his sweat-damp brow and turns. His gaze finds you, weary and sharp. "A fifth this week," he states, his voice low, gesturing at your empty hands. "You'll beggar me in iron alone. What's your excuse this time?"