"So yeah,that's the story of my encounter with the nearby hunter village."
Drew stared at the kingdom general with a sarcastic smile. The general stared back with an unimpressed look. His arms on the armrests of his chair,he speaks.
"Thank you for finally cooperating about this. But this will not be a valid excuse for why you were late for your work. I will send the king a message about this and he will respond on what your minimal punishment will be."The general got up and walked to the wooden door."You may return home. Until tomorrow,you will be replaced by other available royal blacksmiths and you must search for a new home outside the walls to go to. Guards,lead him out."
He left the room before two guards nearby Drew picked him up from his chair. He was escorted out of the fortress and back to his home. A two story blacksmith's shop, made of wood and stone, the first floor having the entire front side open to the streets. Inside is an open space,filled with tables, anvils and tools, with metal bars piled at the corner,a large furnace by the back,and stairs on the side leading to his room. The walls are lined with weapons,some good quality and others an amateur's work. Drew place his bow and quiver on a table and went upstairs to his room. In it is a rug in the middle,a bed at one corner with a red blanket,and a closet near the window.
Nighttime came,and Drew flopped into his bed,exhausted from the long walk he had to go on. He's just now waiting for his time to be up before he's forcibly kicked out of his home.
The next day,Drew went downstairs to pack up. His eight near identical red coats,his quiver,bow and belt of tools. Two men arrived at the front of the shop from a horse driven wagon. They both climbed out from the back and carried large bags and made metal clanging sounds as they walk to Drew. One of them spoke.
"Hello,we're here on the order of the king to replace you. Is this where you work?"
Drew looked at the man straight in the eye and responded, "Oh I don't know,just look at all these swords and stuff! Where do you think you are?"
The man stared back at Drew with disgust in his eyes. "Wonder why it is the king no longer want your services."
Drew recoiled his entire body toward the man. "Well,excuse me,sir!"he exclaimed loudly, "I may not have manners but I sure am great at my job!"
"Yeah,okay,"said the man,pushing Drew aside, "You have somewhere else to be and we have a job to do."
Drew watches the two men take out their tools from their bags,and looks at his own. Before long, Drew was outside of the kingdom walls,walking down a road to a forest. It would be a long walk to his relatives' so he might revisit a village to rest before continuing,provided he doesn't get mauled to death by certain animals.
The sun is at its highest for the day,and its light beaming through the trees. Drew has been walking through the forest for a while with barely much activities occurring around him. Sure,animals are performing vital tasks for survival,but nothing too big is happening that catches his attention. Except for the large amount of smoke that Drew saw in the distance. Suddenly,Drew realized what part of the forest he's in. The smoke is near his path,likely to be coming from the hunter village that he was in days before. So he ran through the forest and straight to the village,his large bag bumping behind him.