"wow" was all ghost could say her head in her hands "god i really hope war dosent come" she let a few tears loose, her dad had been sick for weeks, in the shop he took care of the profits, she would smith stuff like weapons and armor, and her brother would magic them up, due to the war she or her brother might have to fight, they could't keep the shope open wioth out both of them, they were just skimming by with the three of them. and even if they didn't have to go, a lot of people would get gear from the goverment to fight, no sales for them and they'd be out in the street anyway