Blacksmith

The goblins suggest that you head to a blacksmith to better equip yourselves for you next adventure and you agree. You've already been in a few situations where you would have preferred to be armed and you're sure there will be more.

The four of you ask for directions and then make your way through streets and over bridges until you find the shop. Thick black smoke rises from the chimney overhead, and the sound of clanging metal echoes into the street.

Inside, an ash-smeared dwarven woman wearing a dirty apron sits near a large ornate furnace, hammering a sword to an edge on an anvil. The thick blacksmith, who appears to be topless beneath the apron, smiles widely at you and pauses to say, "Let me know if I can help you with anything or if you'd like to make a special order," before returning to the anvil.

Deciding not to disturb her, you and the goblins wander the shop, inspecting the different weapons, shields and bits of armor.