"He was. One of the Aulendur that learned their craft from Aulë himself and he in turn taught my father much of what he knew about such skills. I even learned a thing or two from him when I was younger, though I never quite took to that craft." He will never mind speaking of his grandfather, for he is both fond and proud of him. "He was a good teacher, though, one that made learning fun even for a child that had a distinct lack of interest in the forge."

Maedhros follows quietly, a smile gracing his own face as he does so. Sitting down he extends his arm toward Barcus.