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The forge was located at the bottom floor of the house. They entered a small door hidden in the floorboards adjacent to the dilapidated kitchen on left side of the house. After descending to the forge, they immediately began their work.

It has been hours since they began and all Ghwyr did since then, was stand at the corner, looking at Paryghor as he stared at the fire while waiting for the metal to melt into liquid. Paryghor told him earlier that the golden chains Rygard asked him to make were not made of gold, but rather a technique that only a few of the dwarves could do.

Both of them sweated in the sweltering heat from the flame emanating from the kiln. The heat was getting unbearable that his throat was getting parched from it. Gwhyr removed his armor and put to the side while fanning himself with his hand.

“It’s not yet done?” Ghwyr asked.

“Nah, this process takes a lot of time. However, once it reaches its consistency, we need to get to work immediately.” Paryghor explained whi
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