Training:: The Hobby of A Delivery Fae by ArgentAconit, literature
Literature
Training:: The Hobby of A Delivery Fae
The guildhalls that burrowed into the sides of a blazing hot marketplace were engulfed in loud chatter and metallic twangs as everyone worked. Wafting scents from tanning vats, coals, hot metal, and meals intertwined and brought life to what most would assume to be one of the most difficult places to live. Vanghera Outpost was mostly known for its mines of precious gems and metals, but those who lived there made their lives more comfortable with offers of trade to other fellow miners and work-smiths, and the rare traveler who would come to their doorstep. Rare, because they lived in what was considered a wasteland with a seething volcano at their backs. Bare feet pattered against smoothed basalt floors as they circled through many dwarves and few other creatures to deliver a new stack of freshly dyed and washed leathers to the armorsmith a few halls away. The thick, treated hides made the table creak against their weight as she deposited them with a wide, pleased grin. “Mohra! We just