One good turn... [closed to Daja]

[redeyes_andblue]

They had been distracted by the podpop, but Sheik still had kept his appointment - payment to the blacksmith, Daja, for fixing his beloved lyre. It wasn't too much of a hardship, either - a few songs and some tea, which would explain the burner, teapot, flask of water, two teacups, and little pouch of just enough tea for two set beneath the tree Sheik was now lounging beneath.

Honestly, he had been pleased to find the little park - and quite close to Daja's forge, too. Now, he set everything out on a flat rock in the shade and settled back to wait, newly repaired lyre in his lap.

Comments

[redeyes_andblue]

He finished off his tea, then stood and returned the bow. "As do I. I'm sure you'll find no shortage of work, here. M-may those of Fire look down favourably upon you."

Well, he hadn't had to use one of Din's blessings in a long time - really, it was no wonder he stumbled.

[fireforger]

Daja smiled. "And may your records be balanced in Bookkeeper Oti's books."