User blog comment:Cbsperry04/The Tale of A Kingdom/@comment-24108228-20140309213125

It advances rather fast. In about 8 sentences, you've gone from "he woke up with everyone not knowing who he is", to having a pack full of iron.

He also seems to mysteriously fit in with the tribe. They have mithril, and small amounts of bluesteel, and when a new arrival appears magically they seem to just say "your in the tribe", leave them to their own devices, and offer no help when he is painstakingly mining iron with a crude pickaxe that doesn't work, while they have pickaxes that work like magic. They just let him enter the room with the leader, without asking any questions or asking him to remove his weapons. They are supposed to be guarding the room, not offering Q&A for passers by.

Other than this, it's a nice story. Well done.