Normally Fíadh would bristle at the suggestion that her shop is not completely up to par ... but wouldn't you know it, she has been in need of a certain carpentry project for quite some time now ...

She gives a curt nod before motioning Kit to follow her. Somehow there is still a dark abandoned corner of the smithy and it in lies a pile of wood, stone, and broken dreams covered in dust and cobwebs. Fíadh stares wearily at it.

"... A few months ago my grindstone cradle broke. I need a new one."