The Golem's Shield
A squat, stone building near the centre of town with a broad chimney venting the heat of an indoor forge. A few completed works of shield and plate mail lie on shelves behind a wide desk facing the entrance, each of them bearing a small paper tag with the purchaser's information carefully printed.
The smith, Arva Firecaller, adamantly refuses apprentices, and thus production is slow in keeping up with Magepoint's increased traffic. "If you want it fast, go somewhere else. If you want it good, you have to wait," she tells her customers.