Approaching this small building, you see a bunch of pottery sitting on tables outside near the entrance. Pots, cups, plates, all manner of pottery, even a few statues made from clay. The door of the building is open and you can see two people inside talking among themselves. As you get up to the porch, the man steps to the door and greets you. "Ah, you just caught us, we were about to close for the night." he says. "What can I do for you?" he asks.

"Good evening, goodman.  Name's Althiöf."

"I was told you were the village potter, and I'm hoping to have some steins made.  Are you able to design and paint them before setting them in the kiln, to keep the colors?"

Jarvis looks to the dwarf. "Its late, but I'm sure we could take a commission, I make the pottery, its my wife that paints them. What were you thinking, how intricate did you want them?" he asks.