Pausing in the act of taking a drink from her cup, Branna’s eyes briefly traveled over Othen’s massive frame, lingering particularly on his considerable biceps. All at once, a grin split across her face and she had to hastily swallow before the laugh that came next could choke her with the water in her mouth. Ducking her head, she quickly rubbed her fingers across her mouth, wiping away any lingering water before turning her full grin on the man.

“I can honestly say that you’re being a blacksmith did [I]not[/I] cross my mind and I feel slightly foolish for not even considering it,” Branna admitted with a soft laugh, tearing off another piece of her bread and dipping it in her stew. “I would have pegged you for some sort of warrior, what with all your muscle.“

The raven haired woman waved her chunk of bread in the direction of Othen’s impressive display of muscles to make her point before putting the food in her mouth. What she wouldn’t give to have a bit more muscle mass herself. The muscles she did have came from a lifetime of hard work, but even then she was still slim. She got that from her mother she suspected. Then again, her more delicate appearance had helped in a few situations where an adversary had underestimated her abilities. Still...

With an inaudible sigh, Branna Took another bite of her food before getting back into the conversation. “It makes sense that some of the rarer metals would only be found in the capital. I’ve had to come back here myself on more than one occasion to find specialty items. But I usually end up coming back to Eversong at one point or another. Because yes, I do live here. Some of the time anyway.”

Dipping The last piece of bread into her bowl, Branna finished off the loaf before finally picking up her fork and starting in on the meat and vegetables.

“I have a small dwelling here in the city, but I spend most of my time out on the road, in the wild, places like that” she explained, spearing a piece of potato and popping it into her mouth. “I hire on as protection for traveling merchants or nobles most of the time, but I’ve been on a few exploration teams as well. And of course I am always drawn back out on solo adventures myself.“ She grinned, giving a short sword at her waist a pat.

“What project are you working on that brings you here to look for metal?” she then asked, fishing out a piece of meat before pausing and looking at Othen’s cup. “Would you like another? My treat.“