"A dwarven greataxe and a short sword. I can't quite recall the last time I needed the latter." Conlan replied, though his brow had furrowed and his words spilled out almost as if he were trying to get them out of the way for the more important topic at hand. "You say there was a robbery? I hadn't heard." He supposed that was what one got for locking themselves away in a forge all day. "What happened to your brother?"