Gura woke up to all the clash and clatter of people moving about along the cobble. he heard announcers yell and people shouting. He shifted his body feeling the agonizing pain of taking a nap outside in his side and legs he also had ashes and burnt tobacco spilled all over his shirt from the now empty pipe on his lap. He looked behind him to still see a empty black smith "grr" he growled gritting his teeth while brushing the ashes off of his shirt. He started to stand up "I guess if no ones using the black smith they wouldn't mind too much if i used the whetstone" he said to him self smirking. he walked into the black smith and drew his his 2 handed Buster sword from his sheath. He place it gently on the whetstone and proceeded the job.
((Does any one work as a black smith?))