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
army
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.
Men! By the King's honor!  How can we be of service today? It is I who wish to be or service to you  Very good, we are in need of repairs to our armor.  We train daily, and our armor isn't holding up. My father died as a result of poor armour. I will never let that happen to you! We appreciate your service to the king.  What can you do for this mess? Good gracious, these have been ill-treated! Well we are preparing for an invasion from the east any day now.  We train daily to be the best we can be. Ah, the fearful Easterners! Let me call my apprentice and see what I can do  We would appreciate your personal attention to the matter.  We have a mole in the kingdom that has been feeding intel to the opposition.  No one can be trusted with this security. Then should you have been so free with your tongue?  Ah, well when one has had a few drinks it is hard to hold the tongue.  But nonetheless, this is just between us and the knight.   We need an advantage.  The army's of the east are strong.