The sun was high in the sky bathing the cobblestone streets of Rasasanth in an uncomfortable heat. Hayate Amatsukami had spent the last few days in the capital of Corone meandering about trying to kill as much time as possible. He had been through an awful lot of hardship recently dealing with the loss of his arm among other things. But most importantly the young lord was trying to find a way to reconnect with the spirit in his sword.
He had tried almost everything and nothing had worked. By now he had healed enough from his wounds that he deduced they couldn’t be the problem. And Hayate had also gone over to the Bovov armory and had the blade tempered and restored to how it was before his exodus. Yet nothing changed and Hayate still couldn’t hear Yamato’s voice. He was starting to give up hope.
In a last ditch effort to solve his problem by himself before having to resort to seeking help for Lord Osiris Hayate wandered his was down to the marketplace. The young samurai passed a number of high end shops before he found the part of town he was looking for. Then he saw the Blackgate, another blacksmith he was Jacob recommended, and eagerly went inside.
Jacob of the Silver Cup had mentioned that this man was better than Mitch Bovov but didn’t offer the same kind of deals the brotherhood blacksmith did. Regardless Hayate had something much more interesting in mind. He had saved a number or valuables from his estate when he left and sold much of it off to make some quick cash while he was on the lamb. He wanted to purchase an upgrade to Yamato buy replacing the blade of his katana with a much more powerful material.
With excitement in his heart the samurai stepped into the establishment. It was basically empty but the forge was lit and some sounds came from the back room. Somebody had to be in here?
“Hello!†Hayate called out looking around for someone to peak their head out. “Is anyone there?â€
