Donning his apron, Setesh thought to himself that he had really taken a liking to this lifestyle of taking odd, easy jobs like these and making a living out of these. Some of those requests were annoying, yes, but the simplicity of this lifestyle had an endearing charm to it. Something about this life made it a life worth living. Maybe it was helping those in need, maybe just a little doze of adventure condensated in such a small universe of Magnolia, and yet an adventure grand enough to enable one to experience many walks of life; it's beauties and tragedies, simplicities and complexities. And, as an added bonus, it allowed one to meet really interesting people like Berend.
Barras Berend himself isntructed Setesh, going through great detail but at the same trying to keep his instructions as easy to understand as possible. He was a great teacher and quickly managed to improve the boy's horrid striking technique into something much more acceptable. After several more attempts, Berend felt confident enough to open the shop and so the work began.
The day was grueling, far more so than last time, with long periods of intense works and irregular, short breaks. The weather must have caused customers to swarm into the shop, as Setesh swore they reminded him more of a hive mind hyperfixated on turning the smithy upside down.
All days eventually end, however, and so did this rewarding day of misery. After a thorough cleanup, Berend thanked Setesh for great effort and invited him to come by sometime if he wanted to learn more about blacksmithing. Delited at the prospect, Setesh accepted his reward and went home for a well-deserved rest.
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