Quinlan and Ayame stepped out of the little home in the side of the now-empty and lifeless smithy.
Technically, Rykar could use his knowledge to craft things, but interestingly, the old man never even attempted to pick up a hammer ever since he landed in the world of Thalorind.
He seemed to retire once and for all, intending on having nothing to do with the profession besides passing everything he knew down to his two heirs, the carriers of his legacy, besides his two daughters, of course.
The grumbling old man was spending a lot of time meditating when he wasn't busy chiding Quinlan and Kaelira. Well, mostly Quinlan.
The tomboy elf was the perfect model student who not only had a great desire to soak in all the knowledge an old master like Rykar had acquired and now was willing to give away, but she was also very naturally talented.
