The blacksmith nods. "It is not one I have seen before. Rather unique for a weapon. I know different regions have different weapons and fighting styles. But this fan is different from anything I've seen." He tells her with fascination. 

Orion continues to pour the liquid into small containers, once done he takes the containers with a thick rag carefully aside. Next the pot the liquid is in. "I'm making salves. Now just to let them cool." He explains before sitting back in his chair and wiping the sweat from his brow.