Fallon Mikhaile
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A sign catches your attention from the side of the street, fastened to the top of a seperated garage next to a moderate-sized home. It reads Wyvern Forge. The garage's front has been converted to look more akin to a storefront, with a door and a single window. A sword shop, here? You might as well take a look!
As you open the door, a bell echos throughout the room, and the sound of hammering comes to your ears. To your left is a rack of knives, a sign next to them reads "Free! Limit one per person." There is a large glass case in the front of the shop, filled with many types of swords, shimering inside of the lit cabinet.
Soon, the hammering stops, and a man steps out from the door behind the counter, sweat on his brow, but a smile on his face. "Welcome! My name is Fallon. Take a look around, let me know if you need anything."
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