Pride in the Craft

Ruga was mid swing as he worked on shaping a piece of metal when he spotted movement in the corner of his vision, making him pause and glance up to see the Warlord moving toward him. It wasn't all that often that he got a visit from Sirius himself so Ruga quickly doused the hot metal in a tub of water, a cloud of steam rising up from it as he walked over to greet the saber-toothed man. Before he could say anything, Sirius presented him the offer of a job in the form of a dagger that would be a part of a trade with another pack. He gave Sirius a slight grin and chuckled as he replied, "Well, I have a whole collection of daggers just waiting for someone to wield them so I don't know if that's really a job at all unless they're looking for something specific. So I guess the question is do you need a dagger or are you here to give me a commission?" He was pleased either way since he loved making custom pieces but he was also happy to see some of his work finding a home so it all came down to who they were trading with and what exactly they needed to fill their end of the bargain.

"Ruga"