a old friend

[napeir]

Napeir approched the great doors that served as the gates to Barudalck, he had been here before and was planning on finding a old friend of his.Walking through the gates he wallked into the first shop he saw, behind the counter was a short and chubby man. Approching the man he gestured.
" excuse me sir, but would you happen to know the location of Rikonot, we go way back and i intend to locate him"
The man looked up at him, a little shine of question in his eyes.
" Rikonot lives near the smith house, he has gotten alittle cranky over the years so you better watch you mouth" the man said, then turning back to his work.
" thank you sir"
Walking out he headed toward the smithing section of the city, it was the location of some of the greatest weapons ever known.

[napeir]

getting closer in he noticed a large machine in the distance. It looked like it was built to with stand alot.
" since when did they build such things here" he asked himself.
They smithing area was around the corner from here, but after rounding it he slid back behind the wall. A warrior from the kingdom was here, and was talking with the main constructor.
the constructor said " It's nearly finished, just a little bit more time and it should be ready"
Napeir watched the two men, wondering what he meant by finished?