Well, the smither lives in Greyhawk, in a town along a major caravan route that passes between the Oytwood in the west and the Rushmoors in the east. He's kinda busy with some black dragon scale right now, but if you managed to drop by, I'm sure he could accommadate you. Don't show up at night. If you do, you'll just end up in jail. Town has a curfew and they inforce it by tossing vilolators in jail, "For their own protection". -Frisk
Re: Cool.