"Ill fix something up, but it will take some time... talk later?" Faye said as she left deep into her carriage.
Faye then began to look through her things, her carriage was packed with metals and wood and all different parts of weaponry. It was hard to move for anyone else but Faye, who knew exactly how to approach everything so it wouldn't fall over. She began to wonder about the next town, it seemed that this game was getting more and more dangerous everyday but I guess that's why they have her making weapons. She began looking for any grips she may have, hoping to find a pistol one so that she didn't have to make anything from scratch. Soon she had the pieces to make the small pocket pistol and so began to screw it together, using fire sometimes to melt the pieces into shape.