Visit a blacksmith

You walk towards a wooden shop, cradled at the end of the row. A wooden sign with an anvil on it sticks out above the door, with faded yellow paint reading:

“Mason’s Blacksmithery and Masonry”

You creak open the door. A large, gruff man covered in leather protective clothes, covered head to toe in soot, with a worn eyepatch covering his left eye is sitting in a chair, twirling a hotshot around his index finger. He shifts his eyes up to meet yours, and quickly hops out of his seat. He rushes towards you and shakes your hand.

“Hey! I can repair any broken weapons you may have!”

What will you have repaired?