The inquisitive light that came into Samir's eyes at the smith's revelation couldn't be missed as he straightened with a smile. "The academy? Nos'Argo? how fortuitous! I am a Nos'Argo alum myself, late of the School of Artifice. Personal matters have drawn me away from Madurst and the Academy lately, but not from the lessons learned there. I daresay that the knowledge and skills I obtained there have been the difference between life and death on more than one occasion, or at the very least a serious bit of maiming." He pauses as the other two speak of ghosts and children, his smile becoming nostalgic. "It certainly sounds like the sort of thing that children would be drawn to, I certainly remember similar misadventures of my own growing up along the Canal."

Joren listens to the blacksmith's revelation about the boys and the abandoned house past the cemetery, but continues to assist the man in silence, not wishing to interrupt the conversation Samir is having with him.

We have been seeing too much in the last few weeks which would have seemed like tall tales and insanity before they in fact happened for me to be dismissing the idea of ghosts as just the lad's imagination as I once would have.  Perhaps we should be investigating this house...