The two thieves shoved past before the man could react.
Inside the forge was what one would expect in a ruined forge: rust. Rusty tools, rusty half-made weapons and armor, a rusty anvil, etc. However there were still a few well-made objects that were preserved. A pair of axes had a strange, constant glint to them, as if reflecting their own light. There was a doorway leading to a small back room, which had few contents. It may have been where the smith recorded his creations and transactions, or maybe a storeroom.
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