The elf hums once, replying after only a brief pause of consideration "I know the basics of both weaponsmithing and armor-craft, most of my experience in that realm has been maintaining my equipment. I thought it likely there were enough experienced smiths here that I would be in the way if I focused my attention that way, so I didn't bring my tools for such with me for"
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The bearded elf pauses, waving back, and gives a moment for the beastkin to get the barrel set down and the members directed before he fully approaches.
"Good to see you again, Zuigrii. I find myself unoccupied and feel I could be of use here. Who would I speak to about that given the..."
He'd gesture around to the hub of activity
"...Preferably in a more formal sense, so I don't have to do this each time I am free to help."
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Morris... is the thoughtful sort. One who normally does not act without at least some consideration, unless pressed to. However, when the Heroes return from the Gathering of the month of Vaelora, and he knows he won't be able to return to his preferred comfortable camp... He decides to put his skills to use. He knows the artisans are going to need as many hands as they can get to help weather the siege, and that merely joining a guild does not bind him to stay in one place for too long... and with him unable to safely pursue his private endeavors, he opts to travel towards the Artisans guild. dressed for alchemical work and keeping his tanning tools on his hip as well, in case those are more relevant for whatever reason.
As he approaches, he eyes the exterior, a light hum on his lips.
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