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I am Urist
Day 12 - Part 2 - Farming and Smithing

Day 12 - Part 2 - Farming and Smithing

Getting out of the cave Urist shielded his eyes from the sunlight and head over first to check at Yri’s work. She was currently caked in the dirt on her clothes with a smiling expression tilling the dirt by hand, seeing her work so hard Urist had the urge to buy a horse to help till the ground.

However he resisted the urge after seeing how happy she seemed, he walked over to her with a smile. She didn’t notice Urist coming up to her until she saw his shadow, she turned to greet him with a  bright smile.

“How goes the work Yri? Sorry, we haven’t talked much since you came here. If you need anything don’t hesitate to ask me.

The brown-haired girl smiled bashfully at Urist’s declaration and looked away from his eyes,  “I’m happy with what I’m doing right now boss. I don’t need anything as long as I have my hoe, food in my belly, and seeds to plant. Although I wouldn’t mind having a bath since the I've been getting caked in dirt… Uh! I don’t mean I need a bath it’s just I miss taking a shower after a long days work.”

Urist looked at her seriously, “So you have been regaining your memories?  Do you remember your true name?”

Yri shook her head, “I only get fragments here and there of my memories I don’t remember anything of my name or family.”

Hearing this Urist also felt bitter not remembering his memories. As they talked around the fire for their meal they all learned that they couldn’t remember much since coming here. Their names, their family members, and their old lives. The most they could remember was fragments of what they most loved in life and the skills of their old life. Unicy, Uria, and himself were the exception that could remember more than the others of their memories. 

Seeing the sad look on Yri’s face Urist patted her shoulder.

“I’m sorry for asking Yri. I’ll see if I can’t ask the exploration team to search for a place for you to take a bath. It won’t be a shower, but one day I’ll make one for you guys.”

Yri sad expression cheered up putting on a wide smile, “You’re the best boss thank you!”

They chatted a little more talking about how well the crops were doing before he headed off to see those two metal nut jobs. He walked over to see that the Hot was teaching Baikm about smithing bronze knives. 

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This current knife they were making seemed to be a prototype, as they had asked Urist to borrow his bronze knife to study its design. Who knew that when he would get it back the handle was trashed. Although he was quite mad he had to make a new one, the two dwarfs promised to make Urist an even better knife if he gave them time.

Since they were trying their best and giving him sad looks he decided to forgive them. With a sigh, he decided to ask them to instead make a new knife. One that was a bit longer than the one he had by a few inches. With the mention of the order, the group’s sad expression turned to burning passion and got straight to work making the new knife.

They had worked fast since yesterday day and had already finished the blade, right now they were making the handle. Seeing them trying to choose the material Urist wanted to join in on the crafting, but he noticed that Uria was giving him the stink eye from afar so he held himself back.

Walking over to the two dwarfs in deep discussion, they didn’t him notice him until he had coughed loudly. This startled the two metal geeks who looked over to see their boss staring at the knife with amazed eyes.

“I know I asked for a knife but isn’t this almost more like a short sword then a knife?”

Hot replied, “Ah Boss you came. Sorry, we overdid it when making the knife and were excited so we made it out of more material. We decided to make the spine a bit thicker along the double edge, instead of removing material for weight reduction since you have the strength skill. 

“We’ll be done in the afternoon after making the handle out of some strong wood. Speaking of which, can we see your hand? We wanna take measurements so we can get the handle right.”

“Uh. Sure?”

Given permission, Urist lent out his hand letting the two dwarfs take measurements writing it down with charcoal on a black branch of wood. The wood came from the river. The wood had gotten stuck on the bamboo traps when Rork pulled it in. He was going to use it for firewood for the fire, but Saera picked it out of the firewood pile and told him if he ever found more don’t burn it. 

Using her skills she determined it to be a very good material for crafting handles or staves thanks to its weird properties. She had also found out that the wood would be soft to work with until salt was added to the wood. When salt made contact and soaked the wood it would become as strong as copper.

When the two metal geeks heard about it, it got their blood boiling wanting to work with the material. After saying a few more words. Urist noticed that the exploration team was heading out with Unicy heading out with a team of dwarfs.

He walked over to them before they left and ask Unicy if they found a nice stream waterfall to remember it. He wanted to use the place to allow the dwarfs to take a bath as a reward for all their hard work. Unicy gave him a nod and head out with the team that consisted of her, Dane, Tänzer, Reaver, Arben, and Briana.

Tänzer wanted to join the expedition since he wanted to be more useful than sitting at camp and making rope. He said he wanted more inspiration for his dances and wished to help carry objects back home.