[ After the partying is done, but before our merry band catches their ship out of town, here comes a message to the group.

Jens hasn't been...shy, or anything. He's also not been social, exactly - just kind of been there in the background, working at what he's good at and completely forgetting that proper introductions are a thing in most polite societies. Maybe you noticed him around, or maybe not - in which case: eighteen or nineteen, dark hair in a messy ponytail, usually a little bit dirty in the way that implies hard work more than lack of care. Nice to meet you all. ]

Hello, I could use some - er, let me back up a bit. I'm Jens, for those of you I haven't talked to. I'm a blacksmith, and I've just been given permission to, should I say, requisition whatever I might need from one of the forges here.

[ Deep breath. He's trying to be slow and coherent! But he is nonetheless over the moon about this. ]

I haven't been here as long as - well, most of this group, so I hadn't really gotten much chance to get myself set up to work here. So this is a great chance for me to make myself useful to all of you!

As long as, you know, I can...get it all carried out of here.

If anyone has a hand to spare, I'll gladly pay you back in repair work, making something, or buying you drinks somewhere down the line, as you prefer. We'll figure something out.