The air was thick with coal, melting metals and the scent of a wet dog. You soon see a man no taller than 5,6, built like a orc on drugs and eyes that carry sorrow untold, the man soon hears you enter then turns to you
"Hello there and welcome to my smith were i can repair and make all manner of items for you, now how can I help you?"
The wet dog smell is coming from him and you can tell that's a werewolf the hair and teeth gave it away
(He is bi so have fun)
u/Lucky-Fault-6830 — 9 days ago