A Blacksmithy Smelling Strongly of Iron
General Information
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The intense heat from a huge open furnace warms your face as tendrils of evaporation rise from its open maw, making things appear to sway in a hazy dance behind it. The light produced from the volcanic-looking coals within the furnace illuminate the blacksmithy to a reasonable degree, but there is still a dark, mechanical presence here accompanied by an earthy, irony smell. There is a sign against the wall.

Directions

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