Steven
Khan stopped wandering, and he went to Rhogharr, a deep voice leaked as he says **"Is there anything I can do to help around the forage?"** His two lower hands rested at his sides, his thumbs in between his armour and his waist. His other two arms hanging down and against his waists.
Eric
*Rhogharr would be pouring the molten steel into the mold, gently at first, but slowly applying more weight to each pull. He'd be sure to fill in the mold completely, as to make sure that it's not got any air pockets.*

"Well, you can do two things for me. I need my hand saw and i need to know what our new customer requires. Ask them if they need a tool, weapon or armor first, then go on about what they actualy need." *Said Rhogharr, pushing the cauldron out of the way so he may move the mold, making sure it isn't destroyed of any sort.*
Jennifer
*Tanner stood there patiently, looking around at the wares and decor of the house absentmindedly before looking at Jack to see he was still a bit out of it. He quietly pursed his lips in thought, if Jack was daydreaming and tired from his journey most likely, how will he order for him? He didn't say what weapons he wanted made, so this would prove to be difficult. A soft sigh escaped Tanner's lips before he'd sit down with Jack wherever he was able to locate a designated sitting area and if there was none he'd just sit on the floor.*