The hammer falls one more time. The metal is cherry red still as Koglan lifts it, and with just abit of haste grabs the shaped handle. 

Moments later...

A series of pangs as Koglan hammers the handle of the axe into the still heated axe head. The wood hissing and starting to burn. Yes enough that is fits into the hole made for it. And seals there as Koglan plunges handle and axe head into a vat of cockatrice acid. Quenching it with a hiss. He pulls it clear and holds it up, the light of the fire lighting the new axe. Etched with Cockatrice acid just slightly. Leaving the edge with a very nice wavy hamon or blade pattern along it's edge. He nods, "Good." looking over at the light through his window he nods, "I still need to..." He hangs the axe upon the wall of weapons.

And grabs the chiming dancing rings he made. Gathering up a basket of food as well.

It's odd seeing the smith out of his forge. As he usually has so much work to do. But he hurries along. And finally stops at the door to a hut. Hefting the basket of food and setting the bear hide connected dancing rings atop the basket he knocks at the door to Siwa's hut, "Siwa? I come bearing gifts. And no trying to wave them off. I have spoken on this young gobliness."

[@Aristocles]