Calithildis (Cali) and nephew, Iuldir
Inside an outbuilding, at a small homestead on the outskirts of Dol Amroth
Cali smiled sadly. "Alas... the race of men are not so understanding, I suppose, as elves. They would not accept that a woman could be as good as any man," She said, repeating what her father had instilled in her from a young age. "No warrior would trust armor made by a woman, and they would not buy from me. When I lived in Minas Tirith, I worked in secret, and those who bought my work did so believing that it had been made by my father." She explained, sighing. "I did it without him knowing, even." She hesitated, reluctant to mention how her father's work had declined in quality once his drinking habit began. She had always tried to protect his image from being tarnished, even though it pained her sometimes, to let him take the credit for her work, when he had been too drunk to remember that he did not make those items.
Trying not to get too wrapped up in sad memories, Cali shook her head. "I agreed to teach Iuldir the craft, because he wanted to learn, and there was no one else to teach him. My father died, as did his.. and I don't fully trust any of the others I've seen to teach him properly." She added. Though she had not actually met whoever was renting the forge from her mother, she felt some amount of reservations about this stranger operating out of HER forge. Whoever it was, he couldn't possibly deserve such a forge. Not that it was anything truly spectacular, but she was quite fond of it, and personally felt that it was one of the best forges around. This one was well enough, of course, as it had been built by her oldest brother Dawion after he married Iuldir's mother. But the Dringolben forge was home.
At Fuin's question, Cali focused her attention back upon the project they had been working on. Seeing her nephew look up at her, Cali nodded to him. "It's your project, you should tell." She informed him, letting him explain.
Iuldir bounced a little in excitement. "It's going to be a chair, but with wheels on it," He informed her, showing a somewhat messy sketch he had drawn of what he had in mind. "It's for my friend. He can't walk, so he has to stay in bed all the time, and so he gets really bored, and his parents don't like to let him have any visitors so they don't upset him or anything." He rolled his eyes. "But Caeleb wants to be able to go outside and everything, so I wanted to make this for him as a surprise. I just hope his father and mother will let him have it." He added, frowning at that concern.