Heavenly Snow
The weather was warm for the time of year on the mountainous island. Rambus barely noticed though. He was hot all the time but I guess that cames with the taratory of being a tano. The consent heat form the forge was enough to keep anyone close to it much more then warm.
Rumpus was hard at work on a newly commission sword for some noble form a far off herd. He didnt much care for who though. It was the metal that mattered; how much hammering, heating, cooling, and shaping it would take to make the vision come to life.
With full ingrosed concentration, Rumpus was working hard to finish the peice so he could begin working on his own items. Dropping the sword in the cooling water for the last time; Rumpus wiped his head across a range and stepped out of the work stop for some air.