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Sarnakh's Dungeons and Dragons Drabbles (SD3)

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He had never crafted something this small before. Or with so much glass.

Medrak looked over at Anvilmaul, who gave a gruff nod of approval. "Now all ya need is the sand, laddie. Go ahead and grab some from the cooling pit, it dinnae need to be that exact. Someone'll enchant it later. Just fill it up to about three-quarters up from the bottom to the midpoint. Magic'll take care of the rest."

"Yes, master," the dragonborn said with a bow of his head.

Medrak walked the short distance to the cooling pit and scooped some sand into the hourglass.