“The Gilded Anvil sits three doors down from the market square: a squat workshop whose front window is a lattice of polished breastplates and a single glittering mithral half plate hung over the door. The shop smells of coal smoke, oil, and bright metal; a bell clanks like a hammer whenever the door opens. Tools hang in perfect order on pegboard, and a low anvil ring answers most questions. The walls are lined with mannequins wearing sample armors and a few trusted magical pieces locked behind a brass grate. Magda Ironbrow runs the place. A broad-shouldered mountain dwarf with a braided grey beard threaded with slivers of polished steel, she is no-nonsense and exacting. Once an adventurer and now an artificer-smith, Magda is level 6 and knows the difference between good steel and a passing fad. She measures customers with one steady eye and speaks plainly; she'll haggle a little with companions who seem trustworthy and spits a small oath if you ask about 'discounts for treasure finds.' Her preferences: punctual customers, coins laid on the counter, and proper respect for working tools. She keeps a ledger of famed customers and will offer trade-in value on damaged gear if you let her repair it. A battered smith's hammer dangles from her belt like a badge of honor.”