Kings Champion
** ** ** **the blacksmith stood over the water bucket as the hot steam rushed out, jostling those gold-plated bull parts around with the iron pokers; to make sure they didn't deform against the side of the bucket.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book I Chapter 14
Thanks to sparx guidance they've located the blacksmith with much ease. it was a simple building with a single door which were wide open and some windows.
Arvians - Reprieve
Like tolk, he too was entering the twilight of a long and storied life, though he was over twice the blacksmith's age. "the village could not afford to lose our only blacksmith.
Enjoying a dragon
This was definitely much lesser compared to the first but this is not about you, this is about this handsome man of a blacksmith.
Memoirs of Dragora Ch. 20
The draconian suggested, handing the sword to the blacksmith. "how did you master the design so quickly? how is this so balanced?" the blacksmith asked, stunned at the speed dragora worked at.
After the End chapter two: Wisps
We walked into the woods, bones behind me and the blacksmith behind it. i led him to the hole. “looks like red mythril!” the blacksmith hooted. “bones! boy! we're going to be rich!” i was too startled to be offended by ‘boy’.
Intimidation
The blacksmith's forge was a sound that could be heard all day, every day, even deep into the night.
Astrid & Hiccup (Not So Furry Tale)
So hiccup hurried down to the blacksmiths building to get stoick's sword for him. when hiccup arrived their he noticed that the blacksmith wasn't their so hiccup decided to take a walk down to the dock where all the war ships were.
Sheik
In between fights, practices, and bartending, i had just enough time to research the blacksmiths of atlantis. there were only three: the royal blacksmith, a ram by the name of mr.
Older passions
The rough old donkey confessed, the shaggy, potbellied blacksmith licking his thick lips. "and, i wanna see your deer dick disappearing into that big mare's pussy, you handsome stud."
The Dragon's Bard - Chapter 3
"you're right," silvane agreed, "but you're a blacksmith! remember when you tried to sing a lullaby to elise?" "how could i forget?" he said. elise had cried so loud, and stopped only when silvane sang a lullaby for her.
Friends or something more
She licks a great white puddle on the stomach of otto before moving up and kissing the blacksmith's chest.