Shame fills the mans eyes, "Aye I am supplying the bandits, I reasoned with myself that no one would get hurt," turning his head, "No I didn't think they would play fair that is why about half of the swords I gave them are rigged to fall apart," The old man gives a devilish grin.
"Well my dear boy let me see, I don't know any of you but," He studies the shield for a minute or two then continues, "Well the quality is astounding, the cockatrice was a house symbol but...," His voice trails off.
"During the dark time the five human nations took up the sword against each other, Wolf, Lion, Bear, Dragon, and Cockatrice. They fought to the point that each of their kingdoms were almost erradicated. They then scattered to the wind leaving their cities to rot. If you are one of them you are of a lost nation. One that has not been seen in 2000 years. You must have gotten it in some old ruin there is no way...,"Gerald trails off all the while hammering the longsword, without skipping a beat.
"Anything else I can help y'all with?"
[Sblock=Scotley] Indeed his is quite the craftsman about 10th level with one level of almost every forge PrC just for diversity. The percision on the metal work tells you that he is more than meets the eye in terms of how good he is.[/sblock]
[sblock=OOC: All] I was going to open a little extra about your past here but no one had the required skill to do so. Knowledge History, (hehe), bet you never thought you would need that in a game where you have no past.[/sblock]