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Rafnar sticks out his chest, “ O’im ust look fer da blacksmiffs”. Rafnar waits around a bit whilst waiting for the gentleman to respond, then begins to laugh “ Oi Mate, i aint speekin them dwarvish, yew can ansa”. The gentleman then looks puzzled and Rafnar begins to speak once more “ I’ll fine me own wey to tha nearest blacksmiffs, just ook fer da smoke and i’ll find it i will.” Rafnar then walks looking for which smoke belongs to any blacksmiths, as smoke and fire are common in cities.

Ello’ There, I am just ere to browse the wares of the nice city, take a look to what the greatest swords of the city look like. I s’pose thats an adventure on its own and knowledge is the greatest wealth one could seek. Ye mind showing me to a nice place, an inn and perhaps all the smithies in town? If not en i’ll be on me way