Dreygor enters the hall with a cart load of ore and some charcoal. He dutiously begins to lite up the forge and starts gathering tools.
"Has anyone here seen Kirell today? I was hoping to have a word with him. I feel aweful about having to sell one of my swords to supply our last adventure. I was going to make it up to him by forging a new longsword for him that would be ripe for Thalenirs enchanting skills. Perhaps he'll come in while I am making it."
With that Dreygor turns to the forge and starts working the bellows.
"Oh and if any of you have ore you would like made into anything just let me know, I got some time to kill lately and would love to help out."
Taking respite from his vigorous training Kirell approaches Dreygor. As he examines the sword ?you do fine work my friend. Its first kill shall be in your honor?.
Kirell turns back to Kevass to resume his training.
Friends come and go, but enemies gather at my feet in a heap!