"Sure, go ahead... but if you so much as twitch or look at me in a way I don't like while holding one, you'll find that I don't just make the weapons, I know how to handle them too." The Blacksmith says without looking up. A small mirror by the forge lets her keep an eye on the customers behind her.<br/>The motions to a sign beyond her.<br/>It ominously reads<br/>"Thievery is punished by Life, not Death"<br/>It's the kind of sign that would make a seasoned cutpurse quiver; the head Blacksmith of any village was always a skilled tracker and ranger as well... and to ensure the thieves remained at bay, they always hunted them down... every last one.