Un: TerribleTinkerer | Text

[badnewsandshitlist]

Assuming the Fae of Auriel share the same aversion to iron as those of the Feywild from where I am from, I am offering to craft temporary weapons and tools from non-iron materials for anyone preparing for the mission. My trade lies in metalwork, with modest skill in wood and leather. Brass, bronze, bone, horn, or seasoned wood are all suitable.

Time before departure is limited, so I can only take a few commissions.

Separately, I am pursuing a personal project involving spell storage and glyphcraft. If anyone has experience in such work, I would appreciate a private exchange of ideas.

Comments

[badnewsandshitlist]

You speak of discipline as if it were armor against failure. It is not. It only steadies the hand when the world comes apart around it. All the best-laid plans can go to utter shit because life refuses to stay orderly.

If you doubt my craft, then choose a forge. Any forge. Name the fire, and I will meet you there. Equal footing, equal flame. Let the work speak where words have wasted enough air.

[untsundered]

So your argument is that we should construct buildings with twigs instead of aught better because it will eventually collapse one day anyway?

No sense, no discipline, and no forge. I cannot say this is looking good for you.

[badnewsandshitlist]

You mistake practicality for weakness. You talk of discipline as though it were forged in conversation instead of flame. A craftsman proves his worth by what survives the hammer, not by how long he can posture beside it. You’re welcome to watch when I work, though I doubt you’d stand the heat long enough to learn anything.

[untsundered]

More prattle, but I will grant you that engaging in verbal fisticuffs proves neither of our points. I will observe, see the proof put to the test, but do not be mistaken: there is naught you could ever teach me.

un: Cid; Text

[levindicated]

I can’t help you with sense and discipline, but we’ve got the finest forge up in Stonhyrr. Without its forgemaster, it’s been cold for months, but that also means no one will put up a fuss if you use it. You’ll have to bring your own fire tender, though.

I wouldn’t mind the other fellow so much. It’s often in our direst days that we’re pressed to figure out what we need at all.

[untsundered]

It is one thing to act under imposed duress, quite another to oft wait for it in order to act. However, if you are willing to spare your forge, then, as I said, I am willing to see just what this braggart can do.

[levindicated]

Sounds to me like he just needs the inspiration. Plenty of craftsmen have wandering imaginations. Flights of fancy and the like.

[badnewsandshitlist]

The offer of a forge is generous, and appreciated. There’s an honest satisfaction in waking one that’s gone cold. I’ll be glad to see it burn again, if only for the company of someone who understands what a forge is for.

[levindicated]

Good, all yours.

A word of warning though. Are you a quick on your feet?

[badnewsandshitlist]

Quick enough, I like to think. Years at a forge teach you when to move before the heat catches you. I’m quicker to fight with words than with fists, but I’ve rarely needed both at once. I’ll do my best not to slow anyone down.

[levindicated]

Good. Stonhyrr’s got a guard. She’s not likely to talk, but you can run. If you see a dark haired bloke though, he might talk, but that’s not much more likely.

Tell him you’re a friend of Cid’s if you see him.