Merlin took the arrow between his fingers, looking it over slowly. He supposed the tips were curious, not exactly common place, but then it wasn't a weapon he dealt with often. "If you can't find the proper tips, buy another set of arrows, and I can fix them for you. It's a little charm."
He considered for a little while before handing the arrow back. "You might also ask a Lady Guinevere. She is here. Her father was a blacksmith, and she inherited much of his talent and knowledge. I'm not sure if she would be able to help, but there is no harm in asking."