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Kel returned from the kitchen, once again going back to his chair. He gestured to the couch on the other side of the coffee table. "You don't have to sit on the floor. Be my guest." He sat back in his chair and cracked his neck. "She went on a manhunt this morning. She'll probably be back in a few days." He looked up at a picture above the mantle before continuing. "My mother and aunt were taken by the elements. My girlfriend and little brother are both gone. If this world has been good at anything, it's taking important things away from me." He chuckled a bit under his breath. That name for my shop is really quite ironic.

"Not at all. I don't mind. We don't get company all that often, and I don't usually talk much. I trust my daughter though. She's very capable, besides the things that took my brother were much tougher and more dangerous than this guy." I wonder if it really will prevent the war? I mean even if he is caught, there's probably been enough events set in motion to set the downward spiral. One caught conspirator isn't going to completely undo the past. Things weren't peaceful for that long at all. ...Well, if you could call that peace. Kel's eyes returned to his little guest, realizing he got carried away in thought again. He stood up and put his hands together.

"Well would you like a place to rest? There's a guest room upstairs in the back. I have a few more things to do around the foundry."

Kel nodded to Maryl before heading to the foundry door. He stopped and thought to himself as he pushed the door open. I wonder how Seth is doing? He took his mask from the hook on the wall and entered the foundry.

((If you must.))

Kel stood at his anvil hammering away at a freshly smelted slab of metal. He was making a shield, a large thick tower shield with the design of a wing outlining the top of the shield. The clank of hammer and metal was fairly loud.

Kel emerged from the foundry, heading toward the kitchen with a whistle and a spring in his step. He paused noticing that girl from yesterday sitting on his floor. He scratched his head and shrugged. "If you're hungry there's plenty in the kitchen at the moment. Come on." He left her with a beckoning wave as he turned and entered his kitchen.

Kel walked up to the tall pot on the stove and filled two bowls with some oatmeal. He handed one bowl to Maryl and paused as he heard her question. He took a deep breath and thought for a moment scratching his chin. "Usually it only seems that way when you keep asking that. Seriously though, I'm not going to show you the door, till you're good and ready to go unless you break something." He set his bowl down on the counter top. "I mean I figure you have things to do anyway. You work too after all, right?"

He picked up his bowl and started eating.