Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-4598697-20181109020340/@comment-4598697-20181205012341

Cecil Payne barged into the forge. He had a hot cup of cappuccino in his hand.

"Ooh...knives, swords, and other sharp pointy things!" he said, looking at the weapons. "I swear to God, you don't see weapons of this quality in Yew."

Cecil was so enthusiastic that he swung his arms out in joy. Unfortunately, this was not a smart move, as cappuccino got all over some bows.

"Oops..." said Cecil.