Lostand Foundry
Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2021 12:20 am
Lostand Foundry
Near the foot of the volcano, wreathed in sooty smoke, squatted the black-chimneyed stone pile known as Lostand Foundry. Those who set foot within found themselves oppressed by pulsing heat, confining clutter, and the droning din and bustle of relentless industry. Such visitors might have to endure these things for some time before the source of all that industry -the owner, namesake, and sole operator of the foundry- took notice of them.
Regnel Lostand had thrown up his forge with remarkable speed -too much speed, some felt- as soon as the islanders had started to recover their lives after the catastrophe of Ashan 720. The erstwhile ironmonger lost no time expanding his metal offerings to include the many tools and fixtures Faldrassians needed to rebuild and re-appoint their homes and businesses, as well as the arms they might need to defend them. Though not as masterful in the craft as Forbick had been -as the natives never tired of pointing out- the seemingly tireless Lostand had yet to fail to deliver metal goods of sufficient quality and quantity whenever needed, at a fair price. This was all the more remarkable (and, some muttered, suspicious) given that Lostand appeared to work entirely alone.
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