DARKEYE
Darkeye returned to his forge after the prayer and conversation and noticed too late how he attracted everything metal. Only when he tried to put down his spear and weapons that magically clung to him, he notice the change. "What the heck is going on now?" He tried to get rid of all the metal and didn't notice that he was getting dangerously close to the anvil. He couldn't get up. He was literally stuck to the anvil. "This is a bad joke. How am I supposed to forge it like this?" He wouldn't be able to get out of here on his own. He would have to explain to everyone who saw him like this what was wrong with him. The problem is he had no explanation.
Everyone is the architect of his own fortune
Coding base by Sky
