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Maughin 

First mention (by name): 6.09 
First appearance: 6.09 
Species: Dullahan
Status: Alive
  1. Maughin the Armorer
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Last mentioned in chapter
Interlude – Halfseekers (Pt. 5)

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6.09  “That’s right. I sell knives. Sharpest, finest, crafted by Maughin himself. You could skin a wyvern with the blades. You looking for a cooking knife? Something that can cut through tough materials? A skinning knife? All-purpose?”
6.09  “Well, give it time. We just have to pop in to visit—hey! Is this Maughin’s forge for the day!”
6.09  “I’m looking for Maughin? Is he available?”
6.09  “Maughin!”
6.09  The word made the armored man look up. He scowled at first, but when he saw Lasica waving at him, his face changed. Not exactly to happiness, but at least the scowl dissipated a little. He shouted at one of the other armored folk waiting in the wings and got a nod. The other apprentice or worker took over supervising as Maughin strode towards them.
6.09  He was another person in armor, like Lorent. But this fellow, Maughin was huge. A proper giant! Not as tall as Moore, but certainly nearly as broad-shouldered. His armor was metal, finely engraved, but, Erin had to notice, light plates of steel rather than the heavier armor Lorent had worn. Even so, he was very sweaty and red in the face. As he walked over, he reached up and—Erin was ready for it, but she still gasped—took off his head and carried it in one arm.
6.09  Maughin’s voice came from his head as he held it out, away from his body. Erin didn’t know if it was an insult or to keep him cool—until she realized he was holding it down, at head-height. Lasica nodded to him.
6.09  “Maughin, meet the Human from Liscor. Erin Solstice. Do you recognize the name?”
6.09  Erin kept staring at him. Maughin eyed her and Lasica. The Drake was cool, and addressed his head calmly.
6.09  Maughin’s head turned towards Erin. She froze up. The giant’s head frowned at her.
6.09  “Maughin, you might be the first Dullahan she’s met! Don’t frown so!”
6.09  She held out a hand. Maughin took it and gave her the lightest of squeezes. Lasica smiled, looking amused.
6.09  “Maughin is a Dullahan. From Baleros.”
6.09  Maughin was a slow, deliberate speaker. And like Lorent, his face didn’t change as visibly as another species’ might. Erin got the sense that he was quite formal outside of the forge. Lasica jumped into the conversation, then.
6.09  Maughin pondered this. He looked at Lasica.
6.09  Maughin looked displeased, but he didn’t spit again. He looked at Lasica and sighed.
6.09  “At least the [Alchemists] and some of the other businesses. We do good work inside the city, but these tariffs are hurting us all, Maughin. If this needs to be our sticking point to get more support, so be it. What do you say?”
6.09  Erin thought she would, at any rate. She hoped Zevara would. Maughin nodded.
6.09  “It’s not a full connection, Maughin. That door can barely handle a few travelers per day. After the [Mages] moved the soldiers back from Liscor they were half-dead, and the Assembly requisitioned everyone in the city. Come on, you know this is a good deal. Even if they only let people through, you could get orders from Liscor. The City Watch at least will want to bulk up after the siege.”
6.09  Every head turned as a shout came from the forge beside Maughin’s. Erin heard a low, bass voice and an accent that was half-familiar. Then she saw a short, bearded fellow stumble out of his forge, holding a breastplate. The metal didn’t gleam; it was black with soot or something else, and bits of it flaked off as the Dwarf hurled the breastplate on the ground. But from the pure sound Erin heard as it struck the stone and the way it only flexed a bit at the impact, she was sure it was a sturdy breastplate.
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