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
dog
soldier
I am a soldier of His Majesty's Army. The King has selected a few of us to be Knights. I am very proud to fight for my land. We will be strong and defeat the enemy.
Oh! A dog! I love dogs. Hello. Ruff Ruff! Ah, pesky little thing! Your owner must be the blacksmith, eh? Thristy. Ah, I'll get you some water. Where is the blacksmith, anyway, he got you runnin' the place? Yes ruff ruff Hey! Not so fast. Are you a dog or a thief?! Ruff ruff both! I'm takin the bag back, too.. Somethin tells me your owner got you collecting all these goods! Ruff Ruff We are not doing this! Don't you know to behave, to respect soldiers?! No my behavior is bad.