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With a blank but aware expression lying on his face, Vahkos walks using silent and well paced steps toward the shop of Trollsbane. In his right hand, he carries a bag. He looks in it, and most assuringly, many shards of glass are scattered about. He grins, and spots a dwarf.

"Galim? The master dwarven blacksmith? Come, I must speak with you for a moment."

The scruffy dwarf and Vahkos begin to converse, then later, walk inside the general store.

Galim stands in the workshop, the shards of glass laying on a table. he watches them. they are strange.

Hm, what a strange order. He says But he pays good. And this will be a new challenge for me.

After a while he started to work.