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Chapter 1 V2Daimon hurried over to Lidion's forge, the mist seemed to dampen the spirits of everyone around him and there was a strange hush about the town even the birds seemed quiet for though they flew overhead, only a few caws and cries were heard. He entered the smithy to find no one about, but then he heard a clang from the backroom and hurried over to see. The smith was just slinging his bag over his muscled shoulder, the bag seemed to have its own personal armor of pots and pans Daimon mused as the smith settled it comfortably onto his back. "Ah! I was just going to head over to get you." The smith said, "I am glad that you will join me DaiChapter 1 V2
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