Well, now... Sounds like he's in good hands.

[ She chuckles. He's just as cheerful as the picture Lance showed her of him. ]

There's a fella named Percy I met on my first night. I know he does castin' for ammunition. If I recall, he said he lives out in the forge outside the wall. Ain't sure if he makes guns, or knows where you could get them, but I reckon you could ask.

Name's Ashe, by the way. I met Lance at the festival. He had some good things to say about you.