Chaz finally made it to town. The wagon had broken down some distance away, so he'd had to walk and it took him about midday. He was exhausted, especially from carrying the suitcase that had his clothes and several heavy machines, but that was all over now. He made it inside the gates, pulled the suitcase against a wall, and sat on it, resting for a moment. He rubbed the ring on his finger with his thumb and sighed.
Then he got back up and started walking again. Couldn't rest yet. He asked around and found the council building, finally, and in the culmination of everything he'd journeyed for over the past few weeks, he knocked on the door.
A good scientist is a person with original ideas. A good engineer is a person who makes a design that works with as few original ideas as possible.
Blacksmith stuff huh? That's quite the request....
Head on down to market street. There's an old smith near the a fishmonger. It smells of fish all day long, no surprise it's remained empty. If you need anything else, come by and lemme know.