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| − | '''Harold's Smithy''' | + | '''Harold's Smithy''' was a blacksmith's shop in [[Myrkentown]] and was owned and operated by [[Harold Smith]]. |
| − | There was one obvious front door into the building, a heavy wooden one set on thick iron hinges. Two windows sat on either side of the door, encased wholly in stone. No other windows | + | There was one obvious front door into the building, a heavy wooden one set on thick iron hinges. Two windows sat on either side of the door, encased wholly in stone. No other windows existed. The other door was at the other end of the building, opening into an alley shared by the adjacent buildings. |
| − | + | When Harold's shop was open, the entry room was simplistic and was all a visitor was meant to see. There was a teak counter that extended for the greater length of the room, parting with a small wooden door that wasn't uncommon with bars and counters of its type. It was there to deter, but it would be silly to deny access altogether, for special occasions were always privy to declare themselves. | |
| − | Behind the bar | + | Behind the bar was a large case where an assortment of large, deadly weapons hung. Some examples of the weapons that used to hang there were hulking battle-axes that clearly weren't made for a human being, spiked clubs, short swords, ranseurs, katars and more. A display case, iron hooks holding each weapon in place, while even more iron bars kept the weapons from easy theft. |
Four chairs, two against either wall adjacent to the front were available for anyone's leisure, and a long scroll of parchment was posted against the wall beside the door, listing the various items that could be sold - or made, at Harold's Smithy. | Four chairs, two against either wall adjacent to the front were available for anyone's leisure, and a long scroll of parchment was posted against the wall beside the door, listing the various items that could be sold - or made, at Harold's Smithy. | ||
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| + | Fed up with the craziness that seems the plague [[Myrken Wood]], Harold decided to close his shop and leave. | ||
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| + | The building is currently [[Vacant buildings in Myrkentown|vacant]]. | ||
[[Category: Myrkentown]] | [[Category: Myrkentown]] | ||
[[Category: Buildings]] | [[Category: Buildings]] | ||
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Harold's Smithy was a blacksmith's shop in Myrkentown and was owned and operated by Harold Smith.
There was one obvious front door into the building, a heavy wooden one set on thick iron hinges. Two windows sat on either side of the door, encased wholly in stone. No other windows existed. The other door was at the other end of the building, opening into an alley shared by the adjacent buildings.
When Harold's shop was open, the entry room was simplistic and was all a visitor was meant to see. There was a teak counter that extended for the greater length of the room, parting with a small wooden door that wasn't uncommon with bars and counters of its type. It was there to deter, but it would be silly to deny access altogether, for special occasions were always privy to declare themselves.
Behind the bar was a large case where an assortment of large, deadly weapons hung. Some examples of the weapons that used to hang there were hulking battle-axes that clearly weren't made for a human being, spiked clubs, short swords, ranseurs, katars and more. A display case, iron hooks holding each weapon in place, while even more iron bars kept the weapons from easy theft.
Four chairs, two against either wall adjacent to the front were available for anyone's leisure, and a long scroll of parchment was posted against the wall beside the door, listing the various items that could be sold - or made, at Harold's Smithy.
Fed up with the craziness that seems the plague Myrken Wood, Harold decided to close his shop and leave.
The building is currently vacant.
