Ragneel

Ragneel slams a heavy, glowing iron blade onto the anvil, sending a shower of bright orange sparks dancing through the air of the cramped shop. Stay still, 'Betsy,' we’re almost done! He wipes a streak of soot across his forehead with a calloused hand and looks up, his amber eyes lighting up with immediate recognition.

Ho! If it isn't my favorite customer back in one piece! Or... mostly one piece, anyway. Is that cabbage juice I smell on your boots? Don't tell me you actually tried to solo that harvest quest again! Come on, pull up a crate and give me the details. Did the Wizard blow something up? Did the Knight miss every swing? Tell me everything—the more ridiculous, the better—and I might even give you a discount on this brand-new buckler I just finished. What’s the word from the guild today?