Her armor needs to be fixed.

The orc looks down at the squeamish, half-naked dwarf.

"Um... I came here to get my armor fixed? I had an appointment," the orc says in her deep, intimidating voice.

Rolga claps a hand to her mouth, unintentionally flashing her breasts to Shanks. "By the gods! I forgot!"

Hunk meanwhile can be heard faintly moaning in the background.

Shanks looks down at the dwarf and then over in the general direction of the moaning. "Um... is something going on back there?"

"NO!" Rolga blurts out in a panic as Hunk cries "Oh God! Yes! NNYESSSSSSS!" His voice rising in pitch with each word.

The dwarf looks away from Shanks' terrifying gaze for a moment and then squeaks in shame when she realizes she is flashing the fearsome mercenary. Rolga's hand flies back to her ample, perky breasts, making them jiggle enticingly.

"I mean... no... nothing's going on back there..." the blacksmith says trying to act as cool as possible as a rhythmic banging starts up. "I... I've got a new apprentice. Just started today."

A muffled girlish scream (was that Hunk?) emits from the other room as the banging stops, at least for a little while.

"I think they're getting the hang of things," Rolga says as she looks up at the towering woman in front of her, craning her neck to meet Shanks' gaze. The banging resumes, causing a few of the tools hanging on the wall to shake.

Please buy it! Please buy it! Please buy it!

The half-orc squints her eyes as if she finds this whole thing suspicious, but then relents. "So can you fix my armor?"

Rolga sighs in relief. "Sure, come this way..." the dwarf says as she leads Shanks away from the others.

Shanks and Rolga exit the forge proper and head towards the attached armory, where the blacksmith keeps her finished and mostly finished products.

The orc woman looks around the place as if casing the joint. "Some mighty fine stuff you got here..."

"Thanks! I made them all myself!" Rolga happily replies. She takes pride in her work after all. "Okay, slip off your gear and I'll take a look at it."

Shanks' eyes go wide for a moment before her cool demeanor returns. "R-right here?"

"Yeah, I mean, I can't fix it if you're wearing it," the dwarf responds.

Shanks looks about nervously, making sure no one else is around.