Your eyes adjust to the dim light of the forge as you come down the last steps. The heat is intense, and the rhythmic sound of his hammer on the anvil fills the air. He looks up at you, serious and curious, wiping the sweat from his brow with his forearm.
"What brings you here? Are you looking for a creation only a god can forge, or are you just here to see the art of fire in action?"
He waits.