The Ember & Anvil smells of coal and oiled leather; hammer-blows keep a steady cadence. Harrun Ironhand is blunt-spoken, fond of complimentary ale, and keeps a soot-black raven named Tink that perches on a beam. He marks trade customers with a small iron token for quicker service and will haggle on repairs but is stubborn on the quality of any finished work. Occasionally offers tea and old war stories to companions who sit and listen while he works.