Master Renald led Oasis through the throng of people, making their way toward a particular stall at the far end of the market near a building.The stall was run by a blacksmith known for his exceptional craftsmanship in creating weapons.The blacksmith was a burly man with a thick beard, his face weathered from years of working the forge.Behind him, a display of swords, each one a work of art, gleamed in the lantern light."Ah, Master Renald," the blacksmith greeted with a nod. "What can I do for you today?""We're here to get my disciple a sword," Master Renald replied.The blacksmith eyed Oasis, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Well then, let's find you something special," he said, turning to his wares. "You any good with a blade, lad?"Oasis nodded. "I'm learning, sir.""Cool, cool. Come this way, lad," he spoke as he got out from behind the stall and led the way to the store behind him. Above the entrance, a sign read "Divine Forge.""I'm not just a blacksmith; I'm als
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