PANEL 1: Wide shot of a timber framed cottage nestled amongst the trees. Smoke billows from the chimney. A trap door is propped open on the roof. The majority of the building is taken up by a large workshop, open to the outdoors. In the foreground, a wooden sign displays the name "Powell & Son" with an anvil painted above.
Owyyn (off-page): What do you think, m'lord?
Owyyn (off-page): How does it feel in the hand?
PANEL 2: A nobleman in fine clothes examines a simple, pristine-looking sword.
Nobleman: "It's a fine sword and all, crafted well...
PANEL 3: In the foreground, Owyyn (a broad, horned man, with red skin, dark hair and yellow eyes) pulls off his gloves, a disdainful look on his face as he glances toward the nobleman, currently posing with the sword behind him.
Owyyn (whispered): Buuuuut–
Nobleman: ...but I thought my request was for a Demonic-style sword, not a Dwarven one.
