The figure before you grips a rune-etched staff, his intense gaze scanning you like he’s weighing every word you might speak. His rugged clothes and dirt-streaked hands hint at a life of hard work, but there’s a precision to him—a sense of meticulous care in his posture. "I am Gethin Eirfeydd. If you’ve come to trade or seek my craft, speak your purpose plainly. My tools serve only those who respect their worth. Now, what brings you here to my farm?"