One cold February in the Crescent Academy

Goldenblade is out in the forge area today because for all that she hasn't gotten any tasking recently and can't get anyone to do any work, it's also February and the heat of the forge is nice on her old bones. Not that she has old bones, but she remembers working outside in enough frigid and blustery Februaries that the heat of the forge is entirely welcome. It's not really clear what she's making, some sort of small knife it looks like. Not really big enough for fighting, it looks like tableware. Sitting on a sandy tray-thing to one side are three more newly forged knives, plus a bunch of spoons and forks, laid out in rows.