Merlin nodded, eyes alight as they walked, and as they arrived in the smithy.
"Indeed. I think that is most of why magic uses resort to the word magic. It is hard to explain to those who have not gone through it."
Looking around, he discarded his robe, revealing only jeans below it, and sandals which he discarded as well, to one side. His torso was scarred, tattooed, and angular, long, and lean, but muscular. It had been a long life.
"If you need them, there is a sports bra and such in the side room. There have been occasionally other women smiths here."
As to her question, he nodded. "I believe the tools would be a good start, then a basic anvil we can carry. That way if we need to, we can move that and the tools to the woods, and then use those to build the rest in place."
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"Indeed. I think that is most of why magic uses resort to the word magic. It is hard to explain to those who have not gone through it."
Looking around, he discarded his robe, revealing only jeans below it, and sandals which he discarded as well, to one side. His torso was scarred, tattooed, and angular, long, and lean, but muscular. It had been a long life.
"If you need them, there is a sports bra and such in the side room. There have been occasionally other women smiths here."
As to her question, he nodded. "I believe the tools would be a good start, then a basic anvil we can carry. That way if we need to, we can move that and the tools to the woods, and then use those to build the rest in place."
He glanced up at her. "What say you?"