Westeros is once again a land that Celebrimbor has never heard of. He's almost getting used to the feeling. But if this man claims to have worked in one of the largest forges of his land then he should have at least some skill. His mouth almost curves up into a smile, and the spark in his eye sharpens.

"I would love to make use of it." Celebrimbor admits, with no small bit of longing in his voice, "It has been far too long since my hands gripped a hammer." He pauses, curious, and asks, "What sort of work is your specialty?"