The blacksmith's shop is filled with weapons and armor. Axes, swords, shields, pole axes, and many more weapons line the walls. In front of those weapons on manikins are sets of armors on display. There are armor sets for woman, men, and even smaller children. A dog lays next to the door on a giant red pillow. A cat is perched up on a windowsill starting into the city. The blacksmith himself is hammering away in the back whistling a tune, while sweating over the fire red iron.
Dwarven blacksmith, Mountain
customer
cat
I am tired all the time. If I didn't have to eat or do the necessities, I wouldn't. I love being a bushy calico.
Why did you wake me? 'allo cat! What a cute little thing you are! Is that it?  Is this why you disturbed my slumber? Funny little thing you are! Kitty want their birds back? Not enough to get up for it.  If you like the birds so much you keep them. Har! Take this for a blanket then little feline! Thank you, I'll put this over my eyes to keep the light out.  Is that all? I just strangely came to the smithy to get some new corn. Don't you know you are in the wrong place?  I am even more angry than ever now. Bad cat! I like to see crowds and try the new corn! I don't see the point of certain things here you know! This is a dwarven blacksmith, not a  corn stall.  You want to go next door. Har! I'm sorry I struck you little friend! You're right you are!