Not my kind of work

"I've got some, but it's the last of it. It should be enough" he handed the man the purse "perhaps this will cover it"

The blacksmith looked in the bag, "You're about 50 gold short, lad."

"I have 100 gold." Thadin said looking to his friend with a nod of gratitude.

The blacksmith chuckled, "I think I have just the thing for you. Pardon me a moment." He wandered inside.

Thadin looks as excited as a little boy receiving a new toy

The blacksmith lugged out a six-foot long wrapped object, and heaved it onto the counter with a thud, "It was just an ornamental piece, but give me a few hours with it, and you can fight a war of gods with 'er!"

Thadin lifts the edge of the cloth and nearly squeals with joy " it's perfect!"

The blacksmith smiled, "Glad ye like it, ser. Thought it suited ye." He began counting the coins while Thadin admired it. It was a double bladed axe carved with winding knots and a dragon roaring fiercely.

"Looks like we're all set after this." Mirage smiled. "I can't wait to give this blade a good test" he said gesturing his sword

Thadin sits down, wanting to watch the blacksmith hammer at the axe which he was confident would one day be the stuff of legend.

"Thadin, should we gather more people to join us? It won't be easy" mirage said also sitting down

" of course." He says absent mindedly " you just.... Go find some."

"I'll go, you do whatever but don't leave the town" mirage walked away

The blacksmith hammered away at the blade, careful not to damage the carvings, hardening the steel so it would be battle ready.

Thadin sat through the entire process looking like a little boy who was about to get a new present, the image made comical bye the fact that his seat was so little compared to the rest of him.

A few hours later, the blacksmith handed him the axe, "It is finished, ser."

Thadin takes it in his hand marveling at the worksmanship. The metal is still warm against his skin. " thank you sir this is good steel."

The blacksmith beamed, "I pride myself in my work. Magic is not needed to make a weapon great."

Mirage entered the inn looking for some extra people to bring on his journey

"The sweat of a man's brow and the strength of his arm are all that a man needs to earn greatness." Thadin agrees " I'll be off to find my friend now, fare you well"

The blacksmith bowed his head, "Well met!"

The bar was full of patrons, though none seemed to be the adventuring sort. Though, as often as the bar was frequented, they could easily leave a notice with the innkeeper of a party seeking adventurers.

Thadin catches up to his friend, enormous axe in hand.

"No luck thadin, looks like its just you and me " mirage walked out and towards the exit of the town

Thadin puts the enormous axe on his back and frowns " it's fine. We don't have to have others."

"Then I guess we're done with this town. We're headed all the way to the northern coast." Mirage walked into the forest