A Fortune

Yren walked up to the front gate of the yard and walked through it towards the side of the house. He could hear hammering coming from inside the small smithy in the backyard, so Yren knew that's where his father would be.

Coming back was different than he thought it was going to be, considering he had been living away from home for the last three days. Still, it really felt like nothing had changed in the time.

Yren opened the smith door to see his father pounding on a shoulder piece. He didn't notice Yren right away, so the boy waited for his father to finish.

"So, what is it that you have come for today?" Tybrus asked Yren without turning away from his work.