Lord Tyrus decision

"We must hurry then! Get into touch with them at once! We must thank them for helping us and garner a friendly relationship!" Lord Esrel commanded, his voice tense with urgency.

Ingvar and Medrin quickly departed and silence echoed loudly as Lord Esrel turned to face the large town down below.

Gregerin is aging and should probably stop forging weapons by next summer. We should try and maintain a good relationship with them. Once Gregerin retires there would only be two Rank 3 blacksmiths in town.

Thinking about the matter, Lord Esrel could not help but sigh sorrowfully. Gregerin was the head blacksmith of the House of Silver, a man whom Lord Esrel had known for a very long time and considered a close friend.

It was thus he knew that Gregerin would soon hang his hammer and leave his forge to his apprentices.

It's only a matter of time. We should try and seize this chance to garner their favor.