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Boris wiped the sweat from his brow. Another day of sawing, cutting, and sculpting always did a number to his increasingly aging body, but he found the work to be enjoyable and satisfying. Working with his hands was what he did best, and in a way, he felt that he was accomplishing something for the greater good of the Empire. At the very least, it had kept his family provided for until all of them had left the nest.
A figure suddenly caught his eye, and he distinctly remembered that he had an appointment with his young student. He reached for a dry cloth and wiped his hands and faced.
"Oh! Sorry there young Kavene. Wasn't even payin' attention today!" He gave a brief chuckle and patted the katta on the back. "Business has slacked off as of late, so ya know me, I've just picked up a whole bunch o' them special projects. Been meaning to do those for decades now."
He quickly changed up again into some cleaner work clothes and then beckoned Kavene to the yard. "So, Kavene, your here for a lesson. Look around here and tell me what type and size of rock you'd like to learn." In the yard was a myriad amount of statues and half-finished golems that were used mostly as show piecies to his students, so that he could better determine what type of stone-crafting they wanted to do.
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