There once was a time when swords were outlawed and all of the smiths had to make kitchen knives...

(He's going somewhere with this really. He only has a few more shots left before his turn runs out and he isn't quite ready to make them. He's more interested in talking about blades but now, he grumbles,)

Imagine, going from the battlefield to the kitchen, and then from the kitchen to the battlefield.... what a life full of surprises!