Chapter 29: BlackStar Clan
After leaving the church, Gabriel arrived at a shop with the lettering Korran's Smithy.
In Gabriel's grasp was a bottle of special wine which had cost him about $5,000 to buy, but it would be worth it for what he was about to do.
Without a moment of hesitation, Gabriel stepped into the shop. His eyes briefly scanned around, noting the weapons, armors, and tools neatly kept on the shelves.
As Gabriel walked towards the counter, the salesboy smiled politely. "Hello, adventurer. Welcome to Korran's Smithy. How can we assist you today?"
"I'd like to speak with Master Korran," Gabriel said calmly. "I've brought him something... special."
"Huh? Master Korran didn't mention anything. Did he forget again...?" The receptionist frowned. "That old man... that could be it. Please hold on while I go fetch him."
He left, and shortly after, returned with a bulky man through a large metal door—presumably the smithy.
The man had a tall, muscular stature. His skin was dark, and his dreadlocks were neatly packed back with a red bandana.
A look of displeasure flashed through the burly man's eyes as he stared at Gabriel with a stern gaze. "I don't remember ordering a delivery from anyone. Lad, what brought you to my smithy?"
"I'm here to get a weapon," stated Gabriel.
"Tsk." Korran clicked his tongue as he turned around and started heading back to the giant metal door, his voice echoing behind him.