{{
`${userDetail.user.displayName}${userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode ? `#${standardizeBungieGlobalCode(userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode)}` : ""}`}}
{{getUserClans()}}
Edited by Crying to Radiohead isn't :
7/27/2015 11:59:45 PM
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19 RepliesIsaac stood at the counter of his shop, a bead of sweat running down his forehead already as the searing heat from the forge fills the room. He rubs the sweat of with the back of his hand and rubbing his rough stubble, waiting for the first customer of the day to enter his blacksmiths ((Open to anyone that wants any armour/weapons))
