Andras just nods smiling. “Ah I understand, I ramble outloud when I’m thinking myself. Well, considering my harpoon, and your own skills, maybe ya don’t need weapons. And I can understand ya desire to go light without armor. Sure, useful when you’re in a fight but when you’re just traveling? Weighs ya down! Now cooking tools, I can do that. As my pa always said, ‘You march on your stomach’! Foraging and hunting will only get you so far.”

The smith turned to the other boy and told him to prep the forge before turning back to you. “So on top of my finest harpoon, I’ll make you your own cooking set! Built for travel, practically a mobile kitchen. I’ll even throw in some rations and spices my wife sells here. You won’t find anything that taste quite the same. How’s all that sound?”