Trotsky left out of his house. He held a small tankard of ale in his hand and was taking gulps of it every now and then as he walked. In his other hand he held his forging hammer, the top resting on his shoulder. As he reached his Forge he finished off his ale before wiping his mouth with the same arm, some droplets that were left in the tankard dripping out. He had designed the forge so that two massive pieces of wood that were really just a few logs strapped together acted as doors. He put down his hammer and tankard before gripping each of the doors and pulling them apart. He then pushed each of them until they were fully open, showing the full of his forge. He picked up the tankard and hammer before putting the tankard on a nearby hammer and getting to work on a hoe he was making for a farmer.