Post by Hannah Green on Apr 11, 2012 15:13:28 GMT -5
There is no way to resist the blast of heat that rushes over someone when they walk into the smith's despite the right side of the shop missing a wall to let the air flow in from the outside. It would lead anyone to begin to sweat within a few minutes. A desk is partitioned off at the front left of the shop with a heavy leather-bound ledger for the recording of orders and a small wooden stool. Shelves along the front are set up to display the more aesthetically pleasing items for household use. Set back against the walls were several tables all laden with hammers, chisels, files and other implements for the polishing or creation of hand-held or smaller objects as well as a small furnace for heating.
The forge and a larger anvil outside as well as a pit for smelting seem to be for the larger things with several heavy molds stacked up made of various materials from bronze to stone. The smithy is presided over by one Mister Manel Clubs, who can often be identified by his distinctive over-boiled cabbage smell before he's even seen. Working in a reasonable amount of time for the orders, Mr. Clubs will still call you Richy, no matter your gender, or how many times you tell him your actual name.
Atop the smithy, on the left side of the building, fitted over top of the forge and supported by iron posts is a large cylindrical device. There is a spigot sticking out the bottom side of it and a small door halfway up that requires a ladder to access. Pipes lead into the very top of it, which are connected to a simple pump with a T-style handle. The pipes lead from this pump into the ocean just by the docks. When the spigot is turned, out comes fresh, clean, lukewarm water for the residents of the beach. There is a sign hanging off the spigot that says 'Take as much as you need. Please work the pump 5-6 times to refill the chamber. Thank you - Hestia Mehar' The sign is weathered, but stays as a reminder of the thoughtful kindness of the previous smith.
The forge and a larger anvil outside as well as a pit for smelting seem to be for the larger things with several heavy molds stacked up made of various materials from bronze to stone. The smithy is presided over by one Mister Manel Clubs, who can often be identified by his distinctive over-boiled cabbage smell before he's even seen. Working in a reasonable amount of time for the orders, Mr. Clubs will still call you Richy, no matter your gender, or how many times you tell him your actual name.
Atop the smithy, on the left side of the building, fitted over top of the forge and supported by iron posts is a large cylindrical device. There is a spigot sticking out the bottom side of it and a small door halfway up that requires a ladder to access. Pipes lead into the very top of it, which are connected to a simple pump with a T-style handle. The pipes lead from this pump into the ocean just by the docks. When the spigot is turned, out comes fresh, clean, lukewarm water for the residents of the beach. There is a sign hanging off the spigot that says 'Take as much as you need. Please work the pump 5-6 times to refill the chamber. Thank you - Hestia Mehar' The sign is weathered, but stays as a reminder of the thoughtful kindness of the previous smith.