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With eyes flaring with suspicion did Audmanas first regard this man who came before him. But this was brief, and it was almost as though he was not accustomed to the welcome of others, let alone from the ken of Descendant men. "I am well on my way," The Elf explained to the presumably wealthy fellow, and in continuation, said, "... to what remains of that Lay of Aegrothond, though the way I am told to go is distant, and unclear, like all new lands touched by the lasting nations." At this, Audmanas would fall silent in a moment's thought for what to say next to the moneyed man before him, only to say, further, with a waving gesture of his hammer-arm: "Tell me the right path to take, and I will lay a favor for thee; of a work made from metal, whether sword or drinking-cup, shaped by forge's fire and calm hand."