The tremendous heat almost forces you back out of the room. A blinding light of molten metals being poured into casts forces your eyes to squint. A large draconian blacksmith and a gnome weaponsmith work this hellish heated forge in a furious pace. Nearby, a dwarven mastersmith works the bellows and over- looks the work. The clanging of metalwork rings throughout the keep, and you see quenching barrels, filled with different liquids lining the side of the smithy. A heavy metallic scent looms from the various metals being crafted in the forge. A heat wave shimmers over the room, distorting your sight. The blast of heat makes you sweat, and you almost feel as if on fire. Many fine swords, shields, armors, and weapons of every sort crafted here line the walls. A cast-iron plaque hangs on the wall near the anvil.