After the adventure and he's caught his breath he takes out the sketch he made and starts working on a gift for the wee woman who had had a bit of a start in their last tussel. Taking some spare metal cleaning it real well in some acids and working with smaller smithing tools for the delicate work. He forged a beautiful halfling sized flask with a name on it. "Liquid Courage." And the face of the statue guardian it's wings wrapping around the width of the flask to the other side. He'd give that to her the next time he saw her. Maybe even with some of his own brew.
Rolls:
Bran Hardbrew
(Craft (Armor)):
29
= 1d20 [15] + 14
Bran Hardbrew
(Profession (Brewer)):
23
= 1d20 [15] + 8