Praise the Builder, ye've done it again! These rivets're perfect!
Ah, but don't take that to mean they're special, 'cause they ain't. Ye see, rivets have got to be perfect, an' I'll tell ye fer why...
If yer poundin' somethin' an' yer hammer breaks, ye can jus' grab a new one. But it's a whole other story when yer rivets fail.
Ever seen an airship, lad? Marvelous things, they are, but bloody complicated. Now, imagine yer a dozen malms above Limsa, an' yer fancy flyin' boat starts springin' rivets... Might be as it's from the engine, might be from the hull─don't make no difference. Whichever it is, yer royally buggered.
If I was on that airship, lad, takin' in the gorgeous view as the confounded contraption tumbled down to the earth below, I'd be cursin' them rivets with all me heart─aye, an' the half-arsed bastard as shat 'em out, too.
An' ye wouldn't want that on yer conscience, would ye? Which is why ye must always make quality products what stand the test o' time.
To help ye learn the importance o' quality, I want ye to try smithin' fer payin' customers.
Start by havin' a word with T'mokkri, down at the Wench. She should be able to point you in the direction of a few Lominsans as need the services of a talented lad like yerself.
Hone yer craft, earn some coin─hells, have a drink while yer at it. The Wench is always servin'!