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
armorer
blacksmith
I am the local blacksmith. I repair items made of iron as well as create new ones. I am frequently covered in soot as my job requires a lot of ash and heat.
Hail fellow, I was hoping you had extra an extra iron ingot, as me supplies are depleted and the king himself has commissioned me for a dagger! I have no ingots today, but i could offer this.  Aye, I can melt this surely and create a fine dagger. What do I owe ye for this hammer? Nothing today Blacksmith. I was planning on throwing it away, but figured you could find far more uses for it.  That is mighty kind of thee. Did you forge this chain mail? It looks quite fine Ah yes! After my father was killed by faulty armor. I swore to create armor that rivals none!  You must have succeeded to be the King's own armorer. I am sure your father would be proud I think about my old man a lot, and i would honestly think he say the same. Thank you Blacksmith. You brought a smile to my face. It's only speak the truth. Tel me armorer, have you heard rumors of war as I have? He mustn't speak of it here... Indeed, perhaps the pub would be a better place Yes.. The king is very timid. Anyone he suspects of treason or frailty is surely to be sent to the block. 