Blackstone Foundry and Forge; Wednesday [02/26].

[special_rabbit]

Amaya didn't know exactly what it was, but she was struggling a little through her work today. It wasn't like she was doing anything too challenging, either. A little bit of work on a new sword, and then mostly just paying attention to the knives Diaz had dropped off that she wanted to get sharpened before the school trip. But she felt so lethargic, lacking in energy, tired after just a few minutes of not even difficult work.

If she didn't know any better, she'd almost think she was...

No. No. That couldn't be it. She was absolutely not coming down with something. She didn't get sick. She couldn't get sick, not right now...

Amaya sneezed.

"Ah, zards...."

The Forge is open!

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