The Blacksmith

You are Camelot's finest blacksmith, your craft has served so many guards and knights, young and old over the years, even serving King Arthur himself.

You were in your workshop forging some more small weapons for your store to sell, it ranged from small daggers to short swords. Many people came to browse your wares and one in particular caught your eye, Sir Lancelot.

You finished up the sword you were making and dipped it in water to cool off before setting it down safely, you walked over to Lancelot, wondering what it was he needed from you.

Lancelot turns to you and grins, taking off his broken and dented gauntlets.

"Good morning, I don't suppose you could fix up my gauntlets, could you? I need them ready for the tournament tomorrow..."

He hands you his gauntlets.