“Thanks.” She takes the wrench and tightens a few bolts to keep the wheel attached to the axel, but still allowing it to turn. She stands up, and looks at Ophelia.
”I’m Valrya, or just Val for short. I run a travelling gunsmith, and I specialise in making steampunk revolvers. I can also make you a rifle or even a shotgun, but a revolver is easiest for me to make and for you to maintain should you buy one.”
"That's actually pretty cool! I was just coming over to check what you were doing, but maybe we could talk instead? I work for the paper- well, at least I want to anyway- and I'd love to interview you! We could get your gunsmithing in the paper, and maybe an article on you? Do you have any works I could take photos of? Or any past reviews?-"
She stops. "Or I could just shut up, I've been told I talk too much." She gives a guilty smile, putting a hand on the back of her neck.
Valrya looks at Ophelia with shock.
”You would want to interview me? That’s.. nice. I didn’t realise that I would attract the attention of the paper so soon. I actually haven’t had any reviews yet, but I can show you some of my works.”
She doesn’t seem to notice the apology, but it looks that she doesn’t mind how much Ophelia talks.
"I don't really mind if you're new to business, if I'm honest, I'll take any clients I can get." She smiles warmly. "I'd love to see some of your works."
“Huh. Well, you can come into my carriage, but it’s a tight fit since I’m a bit smaller than you.”
She opens a door to the carriage, and it looks like a miniature workshop, and another door is in the back of the room. The back wall has a few weapons on it, a couple of pistols, and even a sawed off shotgun. They look to be made of brass, and have a steampunk vibe.
Ophelia bends down just a little as she steps in. "Wow..." She looks at all the different firearms. "Can I take pictures?"
“Yeah.. Go for it.”
Valrya whistles softly, and a steel defender built to look like a lynx comes out of the back room, sitting at Valrya’s right side. It is made of steel, and the gaps between the plates have an orange light coming out of them. The Lynx has eye sockets, but they just lead to where the light is coming from.
Ophelia blinks a few times, looking at the defender. "Wh.."
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
She chuckles and pats the defender softly. ”I built this guy to defend me and pull my carriage since he doesn’t get tired. I’m not sure how he works but it has something to do with an amber crystal that I built him with.”
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around You can tell me what you want, say what you will But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around You can tell me what you want, say what you will But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
*STRANGE BUT GOOD*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Ophelia blinks a few times, looking at the defender. "Wh.."
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*gtg, sorry*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*snip for Drum*
She chuckles and pats the defender softly. ”I built this guy to defend me and pull my carriage since he doesn’t get tired. I’m not sure how he works but it has something to do with an amber crystal that I built him with.”
She/Her | Femboy Nerd
Moderator for the The 2 Story Tavern and Return of The Spider Guild
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Devilishly Cute
*ah. Well, stay safe! We can continue this another time.*
She/Her | Femboy Nerd
Moderator for the The 2 Story Tavern and Return of The Spider Guild
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Devilishly Cute
(what are you doing with the souls)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground
And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around
You can tell me what you want, say what you will
But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
*hi!*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*[EXPLODES]*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
(didn't I tell you to stop)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground
And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around
You can tell me what you want, say what you will
But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
Flint is lurking around by the back of the tavern
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Chise appears beside him, holding Markov. "Whatcha doing?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*-appears behind u-*
psychopath ^-^
*open chars?*
psychopath ^-^
'Oh, nothing really, just hanging out with a couple friends'. He points to a couple rats in a dumpster
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*I AM BECOME EXISTANCE*
*YAY*
psychopath ^-^
*so how is everyone?*
*gud*
psychopath ^-^
*Mr. Griggles made me some Griggle Grod for breakfast earlier, so I'm
A GODgood.*Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*[COMBUSTS]*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘