"Advice, eh?" Robert pondered aloud. "Aye, I can give you a few good tips. Let's go outside."
"Ah, yeah, sure." Martin hadn't expected the blacksmith to take him outside, but he gladly welcomed it, since the inside of the smithy was getting too hot to bear.
Scunko didn't bother following them out. More accurately, he knew better than to try.
If he wandered around the yard, he would definitely go after the fire mushrooms growing near the smithy, and Robert had scolded him enough times that the little guy no longer wanted to make the same mistake. So he headed back to the furnace and lazed around there instead.
Outside, Robert took in the cold breeze after the sauna-like heat of his smithy.
He glanced at Martin and told him to equip his shield, because he was about to drill the differences between the sword, warhammer, and spear into him, all while fighting like a proper guardian.
"Which weapon have ye wielded the most?" Robert asked.
