Koglan sat and drank his sweet water while Siwa ate. He watched her and nodded slowly, "Remember Siwa if you grow hungry my hut and forge are open to you. Come by any time you wish. Ignore any looks any of the other goblins give you. You are always welcome here." He took another drink and stood as Siwa began to leave. Her question though was something he had felt coming.

For a moment Koglan thinks, "It will be a long time before your son can even work the metal that a smith is known for using. From the start he will be fetching me tools, I will teach them about the fire, about how metal reacts to it, of how to properly handle the billows and the forge. For months he will spend time here everyday watching and fetching tools. Then after months learning how to smith the essentials of a tribe. Things like nails, shovel heads and utensils. He will have spent atleast 8 months in the forge doing those small jobs as an apprentice before his master, myself, would give him the job of creating his journeyman project, which is to forge his own tools, tools that he will use throughout his journeymanship, where he will learn how to forge weapons, small blades and arrowheads and armors. And finally after another 8 months, I as his mentor will give him the job of creating his masterwork, creating a weapon, or a piece of armor that will solidify his style and his name as a master smith."

He nods, "Through out all of this there will always be time for you to come and visit him. In fact I fully expect you to come and teach him about life in the tribe. For is that not the job of the mother? I can teach him the ways of the smith. But I was taught the ways of the tribe by my mother." He chuckles, "He will be my son and apprentice, but he will also be your son still. I cannot take that away from you Siwa." He nods and smiles, "I have spoken on this. You may still come and go after the birth to see our son. Yes." He nods, "Is this to your liking Siwa?"

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