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Chapter 1: The Blacksmith

"Yeah, just get me that bucket over there."

A youth with snowy white hair worked at an anvil as a pink-haired girl scurried around the blacksmith's workshop, placing a steel bucket of cold water next to the anvil. "Thanks, Suna," he said, not taking his eyes off his work, "but I can't really be expected to cool a sword in a bucket half full of water."

Suna pouted. "Well, maybe you should get it yourself, Bob."

"Don't call me Bob."

"Bob, Bob, Bob-Bob-Bob-Bob-"

He turned around and gave her a look. Suna cringed. "Alright, alright, fine...party pooper." He grunted and turned back to the sword he was crafting. As he hammered, Suna filled his bucket with more water.

"Thanks, Suna."

"You're welcome, Billy."

He turned around again and gave her a withering glance. "Would it kill you to use my actual name?" Suna laughed and bounced on her heels.

"Fine, Rai-Rai~" Rai shook his head and turned back to the unfinished sword. That girl is going to give me a migraine.

A few hours later, he stepped back and examined the sword. It was gigantic; the blade itself was easily five and a half feet long. He whistled. I should have asked that girl to bring a vat, there's no way this thing can fit into the tiny bucket. He sighed, picked up the bucket, and dumped its contents onto the hot sword. Steam billowed out in white blankets, and he squinted his eyes as he went to refill the bucket. He continued to pour water on the sword until steam finally stopped coming off of the steel. He sighed and sat on the bucket. "I hope Garen doesn't break this sword, it's going to be a pain to remake." Suddenly, a growl echoed throughout the room. Rai jumped to his feet, instantly alert. He looked wildly around the workshop, searching for the source of the noise. Another growl sounded, and Rai's face took on a slightly pink hue as he realized that stomachs growl when they haven't been fed. "At least Suna wasn't around to hear that..."

"Where am I that I didn't hear that?" Rai inwardly groaned as Suna walked through the kitchen door with a smirk plastered to her face. "You know, Rai, I'm surprised that you didn't feel it before you heard it. You're usually the one always complaining about his empty stomach."

"I was busy, okay?" Rai said defensively. "Besides, this sword is due in two days, I don't want it to be late."

Suna rolled her eyes and waved her hand toward the kitchen. "Suuuuuuure. Anyway, your dinner is in the kitchen, though I bet it's cold by now. If you're going to heat it up, then put it on the stove for-" she stopped when she realized Rai had disappeared. "Men..."

"Alright, Suna, I'll be back soon. I'm just going over to the next town up north; I shouldn't be gone for more than two days." Rai stood on the village outskirts, dressed in a brown traveling cloak with the blade strapped onto his back. He grinned as Suna hugged him.

"Stay safe, Rai. If you die, I'll kill you until you die to death!" Rai laughed and hugged her back.

"You be safe too." They let go and looked at each other for a moment. After about a minute, Rai gave in and kissed her on the forehead. "I'll be off now!" Rai called as he started on the road. With this, I'll be known all around Valoran!

Rai squinted as he entered the loud and bright streets of the town. It's ten o' clock at night, why are the streets so damn crowded?! He looked around for the inn that he was supposed to be staying at. This place is going to give me a headache faster than Suna, and that's saying something...better find that inn fast. After about half an hour of wandering, he gave up and collapsed on an empty wooden bench in front of a few forlorn stores. He tilted his head back and looked at the sky. It's so bright, I can't even see the stars. In his vain search, he tilted his head back too far and slipped off of the bench, slamming his head on the hard cobblestone. As he lay there, a store's sign started to come into focus...and he realized he was in front of the inn he was supposed to be staying at. "Oh."

"What do you mean that Garen can't make it?!" Rai wanted to scream with frustration. He'd made a huge sword, walked all this way with said sword, to be told that Garen completely forgot about Rai and had commissioned a sword from another blacksmith.

"I'm very sorry for the trouble, sir. However, Garen has ordered me to pay you in full as if you had delivered the sword, to compensate for your troubles." The Demacian diplomat handed Rai a small pouch full of gold. Rai took it and weighed it in his hands. He considered it for a moment. There was no way he would accept pay for undelivered work, but the diplomat would also refuse to not give him something. "Hmm...I can't accept pay for undelivered work, but you would probably refuse to not give me something." The diplomat nodded. "Therefore, I will only take enough for me to purchase supplies for my journey back home." He used the table they were seated around as support to stand up. "And I won't take no for an answer." The diplomat stood as well.

"It was a pleasure doing business with you, sir Rai." Rai chuckled.

"No, no, the pleasure is mine."

"Hey? Have you heard?"

"Yeah...apparently, a village down south was attacked by bandits."

Rai overheard this but didn't pay much mind to it. After all, he was about to head home after a-

Wait.

Rai tapped the speaker on the shoulder. "What's this about a southern village?" Rai asked, dreading the answer. The person seemed delighted to share his grim tale with another.

"Didn't you hear? Late last night, a horde of bandits ravaged a small village down south. I hear that there are no survivors."

Before the man had even finished speaking, Rai rushed out of town.

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