The forge smelled the way honest work does—hot iron and coal smoke, with that faint bitter-copper undertone from the heavy-contamination demonic iron I'd been running through earlier.
I was still standing in front of my Simple Kitchen Knife when the spectral paper appeared.
It materialized at the edge of the anvil, close enough that I had to pluck it before the ambient heat warped the edges.
I peeled off one glove and beheld it…
To Lustrous Indulgence,
I am Yuluyu, a blacksmith working under contracted commission. I require an assistant well-versed in the fundamentals of blacksmithing or wider metallurgy for a period of ten days, or until a specific client request I am currently engaged with is fulfilled—whichever condition is reached first.
My compensation offer is one million eidolons upon your arrival and another one million upon the completion of the stated period or the fulfillment of the client's request.
Prompt response and arrival expected. I do not write twice.
