Brydon Ritter always felt most at home amongst the clatter and clang of the blacksmith's forge. Though his own trade was that of a clockmaker, a more delicate and precise craft than the hammering and shaping of iron, he found kinship in the rhythm of creation, in the transformation of raw material into something functional and beautiful. He believed that every object, no matter how small or seemingly mundane, held within it a story waiting to be told. It was this belief that drove him to meticulously craft each clock he made, imbuing them with not just the ability to tell time, but also to whisper tales of craftsmanship and dedication. His shop, nestled amidst the winding streets of Blacksmith, was a testament to his philosophy. The air within was thick with the scent of oiled brass and polished wood, while the rhythmic tick-tock of countless clocks filled the space, creating a symphony of timekeeping. Brydon took pride in knowing each of his creations intimately, from the smallest cog to the grandest pendulum. He saw them not simply as instruments for measuring time but as intricate works of art, deserving of admiration and respect. Brydon's belief extended beyond his craft. He held a deep conviction that every individual possessed a unique story worth sharing. This led him to become an active member of the Blacksmith community, always ready to lend a listening ear or offer a helping hand. His home was often filled with neighbours seeking advice, a comforting word, or simply a warm cup of tea and a shared moment of connection.