Blacksmiths: Murasama & Wheylan

dialog scene below try to imagine the scene.

Both are aged Male voices.
Murasama is japanese master smith specializes in cursed weapons and fine crafts. Whey lan is master norse smith specializes in alloys, smelting. Can bend and smelt any type of alloy to a shape and form desired.
As you watch and listen, both smiths look very busy. They sit across the room from one another at their worktables, yelling back and forth while crafting, grinding, hammering parts together, heating metal, and assembling various pieces.

Murasama: Oi! You old Norse fool! Where did you put my Veinshard extractor?!

Wheylan: Argh, I didnae touch yer bloody extractor, ye ancient fart! Put yer glasses on, would ya? Yer holdin’ a chopstick, not a vial!

Murasama looks at his hand, realizes his mistake, and bursts out laughing.

Murasama: Ahahaha… you’re right, lan. And I’m not the fart. That title suits you better after your mead breaks.

Wheylan: Ah, feck off with ya! Me mead’s got nothin’ to do with it! …Hold on. Ah! Found yer extractor. Catch!

He throws it across the room.

Murasama: Arigato! And the slime glue too!

Wheylan: Already ahead of ye, old man! Here ya go—catch!

He throws the slime glue over as well.

Murasama: Sugoi, Whey-lan!

Wheylan: Arghh, don’t ye “Whey-lan” me! Ahahaha!

Wheylan lets out a loud, booming laugh that echoes through the forge.

After a moment, both smiths finally notice the player standing there.

Wheylan: Ah… would ya look at that. We’ve got company.

Murasama: How may we help you, Void Soul?

Wheylan: Aye, come on then. Don’t just stand there like a lost corpse. What can Gemina Forgia do fer ya?