Amaken could not explain how he felt when he and Anastasiar returned to Bree-lands. Familiar sight of their home, its warmth and overall feeling of happiness and safety made him smile.
Company's adventure in Rohan was..... interesting, to say the least. Commander's imprisonment was a shocking turn of events and all of them were glad to get back there in one piece. Not to mention, words of Company's state were not optimistic. His thoughts returned to when their home was robbed and left with almost nothing. Commander ordered a meeting in their house.
A market was to be held by the company, both to finance their next expedition and get them back on their feet. Amaken smiled, part of his mind glad he could work on what he knows best. With Anastasiar catalouging what they have and his two hands at the anvil, he worked on supplying company with weapons they could sell. With each swing of his hammer, he felt his passion for smithing rekindle more and more. Smile began to form on his face as more and more steel was forged and melted to form different weapons.
After a while, his wife brought him food and drink to eat and rest. Her smile, seeing him work made him smile in return. They hugged and kissed for a moment. Seeing her return to her duties, he looked at their house.
"I owe everything to the Company. Giving me home, purpose, great people to be with. If not for them, Ana and I....." he stopped thinking.
Finishing his food, he returned to work.
"Let's see what can I do......"
After couple days of work, it was finished. Axes and swords, daggers and two-handed swords. He put his heart to making each and every one of them. All that was left was to sell them.....
