Kurgan seems happy to see you. He has a spring in his step.
"I'll admit, boy, I was in a bad place when you and my friends confronted me." He says apropos of nothing. "But my lad is a smart one, and he set me straight. It is a great honor to be chosen by a deity for collaborative work, but it's still the god what's doing the heavy lifting."
He moves a plate, spits, and throws it aside.
"So I shouldn't get a swelled head about how I'll never do better. I damn well might if yer gods decide to work with me again. Unlikely as that may be. And if they don't? Well, I can still improve on me own merits."
You just nod. Glad he's doing better.
Towards the end of the fitting, he speaks again. "And, yew weren't wrong either. I am more than just my work. I've seen things that would raise yer hackles, and you'll hear some of those stories on the expedition." He sighs, "And my work does save lives." He gets a far away look in his eyes, remembering something.
He slaps you on your back, "That's it for this time. Things are going to scheduled so far. Yer armor should be ready by the tournament."
You nod, and exit. You head directly to Hans' shop. You feel like some throwing axes might be handy.
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"Ah, Link! Good to see you in again. I'll be with you shortly." Hans greets you before turning back to another customer, who in turn has stopped to stare at you. You put him out of your mind.
You move to examine the merchandise.
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