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Blackstone Foundry and Forge; Wednesday [08/14].
For some reason, Amaya was tempted that day to try and go through some of the things in the closet beneath the stairs, and the moment she did, hoo, boy, did she regret it. All sorts of boxes, crates, pieces of scrap metal, forgotten projects, unfortunate mistakes that she'd planned to forge back down into something else but never got around to it....you name it, it all seemed to somehow be jam-packed into that closet and was now spread out like a alluvial fan around that space as she tried to pick through what was useful or what might be destined for the junkyard.
Of course, the only problem with hauling some of this to the junkyard was that it was guaranteed she'd be hauling just as much new stuff, if not more, right back.
But maybe if she could figure out some other use for it?
Hmmm. Definitely some things to consider, but if she didn't get back to working on it, then some of this junk was never going back to being safely tucked away anywhere, really.
The Forge is open!
Of course, the only problem with hauling some of this to the junkyard was that it was guaranteed she'd be hauling just as much new stuff, if not more, right back.
But maybe if she could figure out some other use for it?
Hmmm. Definitely some things to consider, but if she didn't get back to working on it, then some of this junk was never going back to being safely tucked away anywhere, really.
The Forge is open!

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Yes, the door was open, but Graham was exactly the type of person to say knock-knock when waltzing right in through an open door with a big grin on his face like it was the most unique and clever thing anyone had ever thought about ever! He was already pretty excited to be back on the island again for the day, but this was especially true because he was here on official business! There was a little bit of a sigh of fondness and nostalgia as he stepped in and looked around, and then he went to find Amaya and--
"Oh! Spring cleaning? Or I guess it would be summer, wouldn't it? Just be careful that you don't fall, because then you'd just win ter-ribly at your balance!"
No, no, not his strongest one by any margin, but still pretty solid, he felt!
When Amaya met that with a roll of her eyes and a withering glance, he just smile at her a little sheepishly and lifted a hand.
"Hey, Amaya."
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"Hey, Graham," Amaya answered back, with a sigh and a look at what a can of scrap metal she'd opened up with that closet and then a small wave back. She gave him a small smile. "Good to see all that knight business hasn't changed you too much, huh? What can I do you for? You in town for some of the shenanigans today?"
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"About as much as I am for a root canal," she stated. "Since when did King Edward start sending out his actual knights to request business instead of just sending me a work order?"
Her eyes drifted toward...one of Graham's pockets.
"And does this business come with any of the shiny gold coins he still owes me for the work I did for the Tournament??"
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He tossed the hefty pouch of clanking coins Amaya's way.
"Everything owed from the tournament, plus an advance on your new title, should you choose to accept the offer!"