Swords and armor line the wall of the grand armory. No rust is to be found on any of the weapons. The armorer's forge bellows smoke and fire, day and night, as the king's army is getting fitted out for it's next campaign.
Castle Armory, Inside Castle
blacksmith
armorer
I enjoy beating metal into place! My father was killed by faulty armor, and it is my mission in life to create an armor that no man, beast, or inanimate object can pierce. As you can see, I have incredibly strong arms (no pun intended, har har). All alloys will submit to my hammer.
How's your day going, smith? Not bad, I have almost finished this new sword. And you? Just finished this piece of armor, take a look. Well done! I do find it ironic sometimes that we work together at the castle making items that are meant to thwart the others ... Indeed, it is quite funny. We are both quite necessary for the good of the soldiers though. Ug, personally I wish I were making more plow shears. Really? I quite like making armor! Well yes, but wouldn't it be just as challenging to make beautiful pots and kettles? I don't enjoy just the challenge, but also the implication of what I am makingQ Ah, that I understand. It's the difference in our sides of the trade again. True, making just about anything is exhausting though which is my only complaint. Thor Above! Tis it thou!?