Denholme raised an eyebrow. Old? Well to most humans he would be considered old. Still wasn't too used to the human ways. "Well sinc I wer born. Ben a family traditon since before we even know." He took another long draw of the fire brew. "So yah cling to weapons? Or do yah apply yer craft to everythin? I mean like....statues, chests and the like?" He wondered this about all the blacksmiths he met. Few now-a-days actually took work for the people. It was all about the war for most. Nothing necessarily negative about it but it meant something to Denholme.