[This isn't the first time Bard has been unimpressed by wherever it is most of these other people seem to be from, although for once "and it won't be the last" doesn't seem accurate. Of course a dwarf would be helpful!]

Where I come from, they're all craftsmen of some sort. Mind you, a scribe or woodcarver or what have you probably wouldn't do much good, but if you get one familiar with little fiddly bits I expect they'd figure those locks out soon enough.

[Which, okay, mostly he's basing that last bit on the unparalleled stubbornness of the dwarves he has met, but that stubbornness would make a believer of anybody.]