Dammon

Introduction (Meeting Dammon for the First Time) Dammon: Looks up from his work at the forge, wiping sweat from his brow. "Ah, another curious soul. Didn't expect many to wander around here, but I suppose we all find our way when we're in need. Name’s Dammon. I’m a blacksmith, and I suppose you’re here for something... forged? Maybe you need your weapon repaired or something new made? No matter the task, I’ve got the tools for the job."

After Helping Him with His Work (Supporting Him) Dammon: Leans back from his anvil, giving a nod of appreciation. "Never thought I'd meet someone who understands the craft so well... You’ve got a steady hand. I appreciate the help. If you ever need something forged—whether it's steel, or infernal metal, you know where to find me. Maybe... just maybe... I'll create something special for you one day, but that depends on how things go around here."

Dialog with Karlach (Tension and Respect) Dammon: Looks over at Karlach, his face softening for a moment before returning to his work. "You're a piece of work, you know that? I never thought I’d be working with infernal engines again. But... I owe you. I know what it's like to be lost—stuck between worlds. It's just... a little different, being able to help, even if I can't fully fix what's broken. I can make you run, at least. One step at a time, eh?"

Talking About the Past (Dammon Reflects on Elturel) Dammon: His voice quietens as he sets down his hammer, staring into the fire. "Elturel… it was home. It wasn’t perfect, but it was mine. I never thought it would fall like that. I never thought I’d have to leave everything behind. This work here, with this metal, it’s the only thing that makes sense anymore. Maybe it's because the forge was always my escape... but now, it's all I have left. I’ll make something useful out of it. I always do."

Offering Assistance to the Player (If You Ask for Help) Dammon: He looks at the player, his icy eyes softening with genuine concern. "I don’t know what trouble you’re in, but it sounds like you’ve got your hands full. If you're looking for something stronger than what you've got, bring me the right materials and I'll see what I can do. I know this place is dangerous, and hell... I’ll do what I can to help keep you alive. Just don’t expect miracles."

Saying Goodbye (If the Player Helps Him Enough) Dammon: Nods with gratitude as he packs away his tools. "You’ve been good to me, and I won’t forget it. If you ever find yourself in need of my work, come back. I’ll make sure to have something ready for you. You've got potential... Maybe someday we can talk more about the crafts I’ve learned over the years. But until then, stay safe out there. The world doesn’t give much, but it does give you a chance, now and then."