A lean, muscular human wearing an orange turtleneck sweater, glasses, and a black leather duster and pants is sitting on a headstone, drinking a cup of coffee and eating a chicken leg. He finishes the leg quickly and tosses the bone onto the steadily growing hill of the remains of dinners past. He waves a hand as the edges of his coat stretch out and touch the pile of bones, animating several patchwork animal skeletons made to go and fetch him some more food.
They hear the sound of sizzling in the air as well as the sound of crashing metal coming from a nearby building, most likely a forgery of some kind. The smell of burning logs and other foliage in the air, ash falling from the chimney like black snow. The door to the building closed as the person within works on something, shadows moving from behind their tinted windows.
He swiftly de-animates the skeletons and heads to the smithy, knocking on the door. His stomach growls as he hears the hammer scale fall to the floor.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"That's all very nice. I've always wanted a bigger family." He sighs as Donn conjures the food. "I forgot about my hunger again. The gnawing has gotten worse since I was resurrected."
Donn thinks "I could make you a few things." He said, tilting his head "Hunger is ravenous and it can cause more issues than help. I hate to see you be hungry."
He sighs and thinks. "Dad, you ever heard of black holes? Nigh-infinite mass in a single point. I'm sure one of those would fill me up. I just need to get strong enough to eat one."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A lean, muscular human wearing an orange turtleneck sweater, glasses, and a black leather duster and pants is sitting on a headstone, drinking a cup of coffee and eating a chicken leg. He finishes the leg quickly and tosses the bone onto the steadily growing hill of the remains of dinners past. He waves a hand as the edges of his coat stretch out and touch the pile of bones, animating several patchwork animal skeletons made to go and fetch him some more food.
They hear the sound of sizzling in the air as well as the sound of crashing metal coming from a nearby building, most likely a forgery of some kind. The smell of burning logs and other foliage in the air, ash falling from the chimney like black snow. The door to the building closed as the person within works on something, shadows moving from behind their tinted windows.
He swiftly de-animates the skeletons and heads to the smithy, knocking on the door. His stomach growls as he hears the hammer scale fall to the floor.
One of the shadows move to the door, opening it to reveal the smith, a 5'2 Kenku in smith's clothes. He kindly squaks "Hello?"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
He swiftly de-animates the skeletons and heads to the smithy, knocking on the door. His stomach growls as he hears the hammer scale fall to the floor.
One of the shadows move to the door, opening it to reveal the smith, a 5'2 Kenku in smith's clothes. He kindly squaks "Hello?"
The human bows. "Hello, sir. I couldn't help but notice this smithy. While I don't require a weapon, I would like to purchase any waste metal or hammerscale you produce. I imagine there isn't much, given the incredible craftsmanship so common to this country, but every little bit helps."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He swiftly de-animates the skeletons and heads to the smithy, knocking on the door. His stomach growls as he hears the hammer scale fall to the floor.
One of the shadows move to the door, opening it to reveal the smith, a 5'2 Kenku in smith's clothes. He kindly squaks "Hello?"
The human bows. "Hello, sir. I couldn't help but notice this smithy. While I don't require a weapon, I would like to purchase any waste metal or hammerscale you produce. I imagine there isn't much, given the incredible craftsmanship so common to this country, but every little bit helps."
The Kenku takes off his goggles and places them on a nearby table next to a custom welding mask, similar to that of a plague doctor's mask. "Waste metal?" He asks, his eyes filled with the stupidity of any other bird despite his obviously great intelligence "You want waste metal? Why?"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
He swiftly de-animates the skeletons and heads to the smithy, knocking on the door. His stomach growls as he hears the hammer scale fall to the floor.
One of the shadows move to the door, opening it to reveal the smith, a 5'2 Kenku in smith's clothes. He kindly squaks "Hello?"
The human bows. "Hello, sir. I couldn't help but notice this smithy. While I don't require a weapon, I would like to purchase any waste metal or hammerscale you produce. I imagine there isn't much, given the incredible craftsmanship so common to this country, but every little bit helps."
The Kenku takes off his goggles and places them on a nearby table next to a custom welding mask, similar to that of a plague doctor's mask. "Waste metal?" He asks, his eyes filled with the stupidity of any other bird despite his obviously great intelligence "You want waste metal? Why?"
"I have multiple purposes for it. The main one is that I can animate it and use the metal sprites to do work for me. I could even animate the ashes from your forge, if you'd like to sell me that too."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He swiftly de-animates the skeletons and heads to the smithy, knocking on the door. His stomach growls as he hears the hammer scale fall to the floor.
One of the shadows move to the door, opening it to reveal the smith, a 5'2 Kenku in smith's clothes. He kindly squaks "Hello?"
The human bows. "Hello, sir. I couldn't help but notice this smithy. While I don't require a weapon, I would like to purchase any waste metal or hammerscale you produce. I imagine there isn't much, given the incredible craftsmanship so common to this country, but every little bit helps."
The Kenku takes off his goggles and places them on a nearby table next to a custom welding mask, similar to that of a plague doctor's mask. "Waste metal?" He asks, his eyes filled with the stupidity of any other bird despite his obviously great intelligence "You want waste metal? Why?"
"I have multiple purposes for it. The main one is that I can animate it and use the metal sprites to do work for me. I could even animate the ashes from your forge, if you'd like to sell me that too."
"You want to animate the remainder of the metal that is waste? Is that all you would like from me, or do you want anything else? I make tools as well as weapons." They say, inviting them into their home / smithy to continue the conversation.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"I have multiple purposes for it. The main one is that I can animate it and use the metal sprites to do work for me. I could even animate the ashes from your forge, if you'd like to sell me that too."
"You want to animate the remainder of the metal that is waste? Is that all you would like from me, or do you want anything else? I make tools as well as weapons." They say, inviting them into their home / smithy to continue the conversation.
The question seems unexpected. He thinks for a minute. "Hmmm... can you make a set of flatware that could withstand the force of a black hole? Or perhaps a pen forged from a shard of the Abyss? If not, don't bother worrying about it, I'll buy mundane versions of those items anyway if you have the tools to make them."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I have multiple purposes for it. The main one is that I can animate it and use the metal sprites to do work for me. I could even animate the ashes from your forge, if you'd like to sell me that too."
"You want to animate the remainder of the metal that is waste? Is that all you would like from me, or do you want anything else? I make tools as well as weapons." They say, inviting them into their home / smithy to continue the conversation.
The question seems unexpected. He thinks for a minute. "Hmmm... can you make a set of flatware that could withstand the force of a black hole? Or perhaps a pen forged from a shard of the Abyss? If not, don't bother worrying about it, I'll buy mundane versions of those items anyway if you have the tools to make them."
He squawks slightly, before apologizing, excusing the outburst of sound "Could you get me a shard of the abyss? I have never seen one before, but I could try if you gave me the chance." He begins to pour them a glass of water, placing it on the table next to them with a coaster "I could make you the regular versions if you like too."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"That's all very nice. I've always wanted a bigger family." He sighs as Donn conjures the food. "I forgot about my hunger again. The gnawing has gotten worse since I was resurrected."
Donn thinks "I could make you a few things." He said, tilting his head "Hunger is ravenous and it can cause more issues than help. I hate to see you be hungry."
He sighs and thinks. "Dad, you ever heard of black holes? Nigh-infinite mass in a single point. I'm sure one of those would fill me up. I just need to get strong enough to eat one."
"I could possibly find you one, hopefully if it doesn't swallow me first." He says, chuckling
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"I have multiple purposes for it. The main one is that I can animate it and use the metal sprites to do work for me. I could even animate the ashes from your forge, if you'd like to sell me that too."
"You want to animate the remainder of the metal that is waste? Is that all you would like from me, or do you want anything else? I make tools as well as weapons." They say, inviting them into their home / smithy to continue the conversation.
The question seems unexpected. He thinks for a minute. "Hmmm... can you make a set of flatware that could withstand the force of a black hole? Or perhaps a pen forged from a shard of the Abyss? If not, don't bother worrying about it, I'll buy mundane versions of those items anyway if you have the tools to make them."
He squawks slightly, before apologizing, excusing the outburst of sound "Could you get me a shard of the abyss? I have never seen one before, but I could try if you gave me the chance." He begins to pour them a glass of water, placing it on the table next to them with a coaster "I could make you the regular versions if you like too."
"I have a piece, but it's dangerous. It's corruptive and vile stuff. It can alter the fabric of reality when forged. Asmodeus has a staff with a piece on it. I lost my pen recently, so I wanted to see if I could find someone who can forge it here. I would love an Abyssal pen. It would make me look more professional when signing contracts and such." He drinks the water and absently bites through the glass, his teeth cutting it cleanly without cracking it. He notices this and groans. "Damn, I'm sorry. I'll pay for the replacement."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He sighs and thinks. "Dad, you ever heard of black holes? Nigh-infinite mass in a single point. I'm sure one of those would fill me up. I just need to get strong enough to eat one."
"I could possibly find you one, hopefully if it doesn't swallow me first." He says, chuckling
"Nah, I don't need one yet. Thanks for trying to help though. It would probably destroy me long before I got close enough to take a bite. But I get stronger the better I eat, so it shouldn't take too long before I can eat one." He smiles. "So whats this about my new parent? Can they cook?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I have multiple purposes for it. The main one is that I can animate it and use the metal sprites to do work for me. I could even animate the ashes from your forge, if you'd like to sell me that too."
"You want to animate the remainder of the metal that is waste? Is that all you would like from me, or do you want anything else? I make tools as well as weapons." They say, inviting them into their home / smithy to continue the conversation.
The question seems unexpected. He thinks for a minute. "Hmmm... can you make a set of flatware that could withstand the force of a black hole? Or perhaps a pen forged from a shard of the Abyss? If not, don't bother worrying about it, I'll buy mundane versions of those items anyway if you have the tools to make them."
He squawks slightly, before apologizing, excusing the outburst of sound "Could you get me a shard of the abyss? I have never seen one before, but I could try if you gave me the chance." He begins to pour them a glass of water, placing it on the table next to them with a coaster "I could make you the regular versions if you like too."
"I have a piece, but it's dangerous. It's corruptive and vile stuff. It can alter the fabric of reality when forged. Asmodeus has a staff with a piece on it. I lost my pen recently, so I wanted to see if I could find someone who can forge it here. I would love an Abyssal pen. It would make me look more professional when signing contracts and such." He drinks the water and absently bites through the glass, his teeth cutting it cleanly without cracking it. He notices this and groans. "Damn, I'm sorry. I'll pay for the replacement."
He looks to the glass curiously before turning back to the human "Don't worry, your business here can afford me another. If you seek to look more professional I would be happy to help, although my wife is the stylish of the family. I can make you a pen, let me get my welding mask and gloves." He refills the glass before grabbing his things.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"I have a piece, but it's dangerous. It's corruptive and vile stuff. It can alter the fabric of reality when forged. Asmodeus has a staff with a piece on it. I lost my pen recently, so I wanted to see if I could find someone who can forge it here. I would love an Abyssal pen. It would make me look more professional when signing contracts and such." He drinks the water and absently bites through the glass, his teeth cutting it cleanly without cracking it. He notices this and groans. "Damn, I'm sorry. I'll pay for the replacement."
He looks to the glass curiously before turning back to the human "Don't worry, your business here can afford me another. If you seek to look more professional I would be happy to help, although my wife is the stylish of the family. I can make you a pen, let me get my welding mask and gloves." He refills the glass before grabbing his things.
"Quite hospitable of you. I'll give you the shard, but if it becomes too much to handle I'll be nearby." He pulls a large black shard of chaos and evil from his coat pocket and places it on the anvil with a soft squelching noise, tossing a piece of hammerscale in his mouth when he thinks the kenku isn't looking. "I'll visit your wife sometime. Does she have her own business nearby?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I have a piece, but it's dangerous. It's corruptive and vile stuff. It can alter the fabric of reality when forged. Asmodeus has a staff with a piece on it. I lost my pen recently, so I wanted to see if I could find someone who can forge it here. I would love an Abyssal pen. It would make me look more professional when signing contracts and such." He drinks the water and absently bites through the glass, his teeth cutting it cleanly without cracking it. He notices this and groans. "Damn, I'm sorry. I'll pay for the replacement."
He looks to the glass curiously before turning back to the human "Don't worry, your business here can afford me another. If you seek to look more professional I would be happy to help, although my wife is the stylish of the family. I can make you a pen, let me get my welding mask and gloves." He refills the glass before grabbing his things.
"Quite hospitable of you. I'll give you the shard, but if it becomes too much to handle I'll be nearby." He pulls a large black shard of chaos and evil from his coat pocket and places it on the anvil with a soft squelching noise, tossing a piece of hammerscale in his mouth when he thinks the kenku isn't looking. "I'll visit your wife sometime. Does she have her own business nearby?"
He shakes his head "She has her own little room here, we share the same storage." He opens a book that radiates cosmic energy, and a taller, although still small, Archfey suddenly appears next to the Kenku "This is my wife." She waves with a wide smile "I am Parry, and this is Yui. I don't believe you've introduced yourself." He looks to the anvil, grabbing his hammer tightly as he prepares to work while they talk.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Quite hospitable of you. I'll give you the shard, but if it becomes too much to handle I'll be nearby." He pulls a large black shard of chaos and evil from his coat pocket and places it on the anvil with a soft squelching noise, tossing a piece of hammerscale in his mouth when he thinks the kenku isn't looking. "I'll visit your wife sometime. Does she have her own business nearby?"
He shakes his head "She has her own little room here, we share the same storage." He opens a book that radiates cosmic energy, and a taller, although still small, Archfey suddenly appears next to the Kenku "This is my wife." She waves with a wide smile "I am Parry, and this is Yui. I don't believe you've introduced yourself." He looks to the anvil, grabbing his hammer tightly as he prepares to work while they talk.
He gives a slight bow. "Well, no use pretending now. I am Dyscharist, Prince of the Third Seal. It is a pleasure to meet you. I am on vacation to the Autumn Country, since it is such a beautiful and abundant place I couldn't resist all the delicious things here. My corporation doesn't have a presence here, but Third Seal is an organization built to deliver food of various qualities to people of various wealth levels. When I was young, my appetite often caused famines wherever I went, so I thought it would be best to make sure that even the least wealthy of people had so much food that I couldn't eat it all out of their fields and farms. We have more farms than anyone else in the universe to our knowledge, and we have successfully obtained the means of weapon production in many countries and converted the sodium nitrate from explosives to fertilizer. I am pleased to meet you both."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Quite hospitable of you. I'll give you the shard, but if it becomes too much to handle I'll be nearby." He pulls a large black shard of chaos and evil from his coat pocket and places it on the anvil with a soft squelching noise, tossing a piece of hammerscale in his mouth when he thinks the kenku isn't looking. "I'll visit your wife sometime. Does she have her own business nearby?"
He shakes his head "She has her own little room here, we share the same storage." He opens a book that radiates cosmic energy, and a taller, although still small, Archfey suddenly appears next to the Kenku "This is my wife." She waves with a wide smile "I am Parry, and this is Yui. I don't believe you've introduced yourself." He looks to the anvil, grabbing his hammer tightly as he prepares to work while they talk.
He gives a slight bow. "Well, no use pretending now. I am Dyscharist, Prince of the Third Seal. It is a pleasure to meet you. I am on vacation to the Autumn Country, since it is such a beautiful and abundant place I couldn't resist all the delicious things here. My corporation doesn't have a presence here, but Third Seal is an organization built to deliver food of various qualities to people of various wealth levels. When I was young, my appetite often caused famines wherever I went, so I thought it would be best to make sure that even the least wealthy of people had so much food that I couldn't eat it all out of their fields and farms. We have more farms than anyone else in the universe to our knowledge, and we have successfully obtained the means of weapon production in many countries and converted the sodium nitrate from explosives to fertilizer. I am pleased to meet you both."
Yui bows silently in return before closing the book that summoned her, promptly disappearing as suddenly as she arrived. "That is a more noble goal than anything I could ever manage to achieve as a simple smith." He tries to put his hammer softly to the abyss shard, seeing how malleable it is.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
He gives a slight bow. "Well, no use pretending now. I am Dyscharist, Prince of the Third Seal. It is a pleasure to meet you. I am on vacation to the Autumn Country, since it is such a beautiful and abundant place I couldn't resist all the delicious things here. My corporation doesn't have a presence here, but Third Seal is an organization built to deliver food of various qualities to people of various wealth levels. When I was young, my appetite often caused famines wherever I went, so I thought it would be best to make sure that even the least wealthy of people had so much food that I couldn't eat it all out of their fields and farms. We have more farms than anyone else in the universe to our knowledge, and we have successfully obtained the means of weapon production in many countries and converted the sodium nitrate from explosives to fertilizer. I am pleased to meet you both."
Yui bows silently in return before closing the book that summoned her, promptly disappearing as suddenly as she arrived. "That is a more noble goal than anything I could ever manage to achieve as a simple smith." He tries to put his hammer softly to the abyss shard, seeing how malleable it is.
he notices that his hammer seems to be becoming stronger from the mere touch of the soft crystal. "Ah, but you've heard the parable of the horseshoe nail, haven't you? It's the little things that matter. If I didn't have billions upon billions of shoulders to stand upon, I would never be able to do what I do. Really, I don't do anything. I just direct people to direct people who direct people, and so on and so forth. Eventually, it reaches people who do things, and I envy the skills of those ones. I can barely cook for myself. My greatest skill is fighting, which is useless in my line of work."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He gives a slight bow. "Well, no use pretending now. I am Dyscharist, Prince of the Third Seal. It is a pleasure to meet you. I am on vacation to the Autumn Country, since it is such a beautiful and abundant place I couldn't resist all the delicious things here. My corporation doesn't have a presence here, but Third Seal is an organization built to deliver food of various qualities to people of various wealth levels. When I was young, my appetite often caused famines wherever I went, so I thought it would be best to make sure that even the least wealthy of people had so much food that I couldn't eat it all out of their fields and farms. We have more farms than anyone else in the universe to our knowledge, and we have successfully obtained the means of weapon production in many countries and converted the sodium nitrate from explosives to fertilizer. I am pleased to meet you both."
Yui bows silently in return before closing the book that summoned her, promptly disappearing as suddenly as she arrived. "That is a more noble goal than anything I could ever manage to achieve as a simple smith." He tries to put his hammer softly to the abyss shard, seeing how malleable it is.
he notices that his hammer seems to be becoming stronger from the mere touch of the soft crystal. "Ah, but you've heard the parable of the horseshoe nail, haven't you? It's the little things that matter. If I didn't have billions upon billions of shoulders to stand upon, I would never be able to do what I do. Really, I don't do anything. I just direct people to direct people who direct people, and so on and so forth. Eventually, it reaches people who do things, and I envy the skills of those ones. I can barely cook for myself. My greatest skill is fighting, which is useless in my line of work."
He begins to press down on the crystal, trying to make it to smaller pieces so he can allows it to take a different shape as he begins to metal something else, grabbing his mold for pens at the same time. A strange thing to have for a smith, but he's obviously a master "Yes but without your direction no one would tell anyone to do anything. It is truly a team effort, master warriors need smiths, but smiths need warriors."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
He notices that his hammer seems to be becoming stronger from the mere touch of the soft crystal. "Ah, but you've heard the parable of the horseshoe nail, haven't you? It's the little things that matter. If I didn't have billions upon billions of shoulders to stand upon, I would never be able to do what I do. Really, I don't do anything. I just direct people to direct people who direct people, and so on and so forth. Eventually, it reaches people who do things, and I envy the skills of those ones. I can barely cook for myself. My greatest skill is fighting, which is useless in my line of work."
He begins to press down on the crystal, trying to make it to smaller pieces so he can allows it to take a different shape as he begins to metal something else, grabbing his mold for pens at the same time. A strange thing to have for a smith, but he's obviously a master "Yes but without your direction no one would tell anyone to do anything. It is truly a team effort, master warriors need smiths, but smiths need warriors."
The crystal moves with him, allowing him to shape it as it corrupts his tools and anvil. "Very true. I did not consider that. Speaking of which, have you ever forged a knife of partially organic material? There is a special blade I can think of that I've been wanting for a long time, but it requires organic components for it to work. It is called a Revitalizing Blade. It is meant to be sharp enough to cut between cells without damaging them, and it has an incredible property that allows it to heal instead of harm. If one is skilled enough, if can provide infinite food. I've found no one able to craft it, and those who have them refuse to sell them for obvious reasons."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
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He swiftly de-animates the skeletons and heads to the smithy, knocking on the door. His stomach growls as he hears the hammer scale fall to the floor.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He sighs and thinks. "Dad, you ever heard of black holes? Nigh-infinite mass in a single point. I'm sure one of those would fill me up. I just need to get strong enough to eat one."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
One of the shadows move to the door, opening it to reveal the smith, a 5'2 Kenku in smith's clothes. He kindly squaks "Hello?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
The human bows. "Hello, sir. I couldn't help but notice this smithy. While I don't require a weapon, I would like to purchase any waste metal or hammerscale you produce. I imagine there isn't much, given the incredible craftsmanship so common to this country, but every little bit helps."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Kenku takes off his goggles and places them on a nearby table next to a custom welding mask, similar to that of a plague doctor's mask. "Waste metal?" He asks, his eyes filled with the stupidity of any other bird despite his obviously great intelligence "You want waste metal? Why?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"I have multiple purposes for it. The main one is that I can animate it and use the metal sprites to do work for me. I could even animate the ashes from your forge, if you'd like to sell me that too."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"You want to animate the remainder of the metal that is waste? Is that all you would like from me, or do you want anything else? I make tools as well as weapons." They say, inviting them into their home / smithy to continue the conversation.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
The question seems unexpected. He thinks for a minute. "Hmmm... can you make a set of flatware that could withstand the force of a black hole? Or perhaps a pen forged from a shard of the Abyss? If not, don't bother worrying about it, I'll buy mundane versions of those items anyway if you have the tools to make them."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He squawks slightly, before apologizing, excusing the outburst of sound "Could you get me a shard of the abyss? I have never seen one before, but I could try if you gave me the chance." He begins to pour them a glass of water, placing it on the table next to them with a coaster "I could make you the regular versions if you like too."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"I could possibly find you one, hopefully if it doesn't swallow me first." He says, chuckling
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I have a piece, but it's dangerous. It's corruptive and vile stuff. It can alter the fabric of reality when forged. Asmodeus has a staff with a piece on it. I lost my pen recently, so I wanted to see if I could find someone who can forge it here. I would love an Abyssal pen. It would make me look more professional when signing contracts and such." He drinks the water and absently bites through the glass, his teeth cutting it cleanly without cracking it. He notices this and groans. "Damn, I'm sorry. I'll pay for the replacement."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Nah, I don't need one yet. Thanks for trying to help though. It would probably destroy me long before I got close enough to take a bite. But I get stronger the better I eat, so it shouldn't take too long before I can eat one." He smiles. "So whats this about my new parent? Can they cook?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He looks to the glass curiously before turning back to the human "Don't worry, your business here can afford me another. If you seek to look more professional I would be happy to help, although my wife is the stylish of the family. I can make you a pen, let me get my welding mask and gloves." He refills the glass before grabbing his things.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Quite hospitable of you. I'll give you the shard, but if it becomes too much to handle I'll be nearby." He pulls a large black shard of chaos and evil from his coat pocket and places it on the anvil with a soft squelching noise, tossing a piece of hammerscale in his mouth when he thinks the kenku isn't looking. "I'll visit your wife sometime. Does she have her own business nearby?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He shakes his head "She has her own little room here, we share the same storage." He opens a book that radiates cosmic energy, and a taller, although still small, Archfey suddenly appears next to the Kenku "This is my wife." She waves with a wide smile "I am Parry, and this is Yui. I don't believe you've introduced yourself." He looks to the anvil, grabbing his hammer tightly as he prepares to work while they talk.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He gives a slight bow. "Well, no use pretending now. I am Dyscharist, Prince of the Third Seal. It is a pleasure to meet you. I am on vacation to the Autumn Country, since it is such a beautiful and abundant place I couldn't resist all the delicious things here. My corporation doesn't have a presence here, but Third Seal is an organization built to deliver food of various qualities to people of various wealth levels. When I was young, my appetite often caused famines wherever I went, so I thought it would be best to make sure that even the least wealthy of people had so much food that I couldn't eat it all out of their fields and farms. We have more farms than anyone else in the universe to our knowledge, and we have successfully obtained the means of weapon production in many countries and converted the sodium nitrate from explosives to fertilizer. I am pleased to meet you both."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Yui bows silently in return before closing the book that summoned her, promptly disappearing as suddenly as she arrived. "That is a more noble goal than anything I could ever manage to achieve as a simple smith." He tries to put his hammer softly to the abyss shard, seeing how malleable it is.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
he notices that his hammer seems to be becoming stronger from the mere touch of the soft crystal. "Ah, but you've heard the parable of the horseshoe nail, haven't you? It's the little things that matter. If I didn't have billions upon billions of shoulders to stand upon, I would never be able to do what I do. Really, I don't do anything. I just direct people to direct people who direct people, and so on and so forth. Eventually, it reaches people who do things, and I envy the skills of those ones. I can barely cook for myself. My greatest skill is fighting, which is useless in my line of work."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He begins to press down on the crystal, trying to make it to smaller pieces so he can allows it to take a different shape as he begins to metal something else, grabbing his mold for pens at the same time. A strange thing to have for a smith, but he's obviously a master "Yes but without your direction no one would tell anyone to do anything. It is truly a team effort, master warriors need smiths, but smiths need warriors."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
The crystal moves with him, allowing him to shape it as it corrupts his tools and anvil. "Very true. I did not consider that. Speaking of which, have you ever forged a knife of partially organic material? There is a special blade I can think of that I've been wanting for a long time, but it requires organic components for it to work. It is called a Revitalizing Blade. It is meant to be sharp enough to cut between cells without damaging them, and it has an incredible property that allows it to heal instead of harm. If one is skilled enough, if can provide infinite food. I've found no one able to craft it, and those who have them refuse to sell them for obvious reasons."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.