"I am Kolgan, an apprentice of the great Dzarif, the First Smith of Bronzeshield Fortress, and I am fascinated

"I am Kolgan, an apprentice of the great Dzarif, the First Smith of Bronzeshield Fortress, and I am fascinated by the work of a true master. The smith's hammer is raised in the air, the forge bellows roar, the sparks sizzle, and rhythmic ringing fills the room. The anvil, called the Searing Palm, replies with a happy, booming voice. This music, this song overwhelms my being. I feel a tear of joy run down my cheek and hastily wipe it away, for it is proof of my weakness."