Skander rushed through the town. He was hoping to find bitty scraps of metal to build something just for fun, but it looked like that wasn't going to happen. What if the townsfolk already trampled all over the bitty scraps of metal that were lying on the ground? Skander stopped in the crowd, looking through his satchel. What if he forgot something and it felt out?
Skander felt somebody bump into him and fall. It barely ever happened because he often went to town in the early morning, but today it did happen because he slept in. "Oh dear. I am so sorry. I had the feeling that I forgot something, but I guess I didn't." Skander said. "Need some help?" He asked, holding out his hand.
Skander watched as the girl pulled back her wrist. He wasn't going to ask anything because he didn't want to get into other people's business. Skander chuckled. "I should not have stopped in this crowd. Besides, I never knew that it could actually get so busy this time of day." He said, looking around at the people walking around them. "So, what's your name? I'm Skander. It is kind of like salamander, but its not." He rambled.
Skander chuckled. He was glad that somebody appreciated his little joke about the salamander being quite close to his name even though it wasn't the funniest thing in the world. "Leslie," He spoke. "That's a nice name. I really like that name." He stated, smiling. "I have to say that you do look quite familiar, but I can't quite remember where I have saw you from." He stated.
"Oh. Well, that's lovely." Skander smiled. "That's probably where I have seen you from. Of course the village. I mean, I've never been to the castle or anything." He spoke, chuckling. Even though he had never been to the castle, he wasn't sure that he really wanted to go. He liked it down here in the village. It was nice and cozy, but terribly busy.
(( its all good! ))Skander chuckled lightly. "You've been to the castle before? They have had many events in the past, but I have never been. However, I bet the castle is the most beautiful place in all of Kortana." He spoke, smiling. He imagined that he would be golden and shiny along with a few shimmery sparkles in a few places that needed it. Maybe a lot of sparkles instead of a couple. "Oh yes. That would be great." He said, sitting down and sighing happily, smiling.
Skander crossed his arms across his chest, smiling. "I bet you had a grand time. I would love to go sometime, but I like it down here in the good ole here and now." He stated. "I mean, being a blacksmith isn't my favorite thing in the whole entire world, but I have been doing it for a very long time and I don't want to do anything else." He spoke. The only reason why he didn't want to do anything else was that he would have to learn how to do it all over again. He certainly didn't want to go through all of the lessons and learn how to do something that he didn't want to do.
Skander smiled. "Yes I am." He replied. "Yeah. I know that it isn't the best job in the world, but I have been doing blacksmith work with my father for my whole entire life." He spoke. Chuckling, Skander shook his head. "I'm actually a song. However I don't really like to use my powers a lot." He laughed a bit. He always thought that his powers were sort of useless and a bit girly, but sometimes they came in handy at the right times. "Oh dear. Hmm, maybe a doctor? I have always wanted to help people." Skander replied. "What about you, Leslie?"
Skander smiled. He didn't know how many days, months, or years it took of training to become a doctor, but maybe he would try it in the future. Maybe he could step away from being a blacksmith and be something else, but he didn't want to throw his past in the trash. "Oh. That sounds nice. I mean, you get to make clothes for Emblems and they sure do wear fancy clothes." Skander replied. The Emblems were the most royal people in all of Kortana. It seemed like they had everything. "Have you ever met the royal children? Or the Queen? What about the King?"
Skander smiled and listened as Leslie said that she had never met the King or the Queen, but she had met the royal children who lived in the huge castle. He wondered how he would react if he could live in a castle. He would probably go sort of crazy due to the large space, everywhere. "Oh. That sounds delightful. I bet that you are very good at making clothes for the Emblems." Skander stated. "It must be great, but it must have it challenges sometimes. You don't want to mess up, you know?"
Skander chuckled lightly, running his hand through his dark hair. It was great to make friends with somebody. Also, Leslie was very nice. "Oh, um. It is actually kind of interesting and a long complicated process that I barely tell anybody because it is long." He stated, doing little hand motions. "Well, I have to find the perfect material. I recently got to make this beautiful bow. It was stunning. You should have seen it." He said, smiling. He believed that the bow was one of the most beautiful things on the planet.(( its totally fine! ))
"Oh. It's fine. I mean, I get excited about things that I probably shouldn't get excited about, but I don't care." Slander spoke. "Really? That's quite amazing if I do say so myself. I should come and watch you sometime and I should try not to shoot a bird this time." He stated. He loved meeting people with the same interests as him.
"Okay, so it was probably when I was, I don't know, maybe seven? I was learning how to shoot with this brand new bow that my father made me." Skander said. It felt like it was reliving the memory right at this very moment. "I went outside and my father had all of these little targets set up one by one. He was great at it. Then, these birds come by and they are flying really low. So, all I do is pull the arrow back, let go, and there goes a bird and it falls to the ground. I swear, I thought I hit the target, but I was wrong." He chuckled, running his hand through his dark hair.
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