"Err...hunting...supplies?" Fendros' heart began to beat noticeably harder in his chest as the web they weaved became thicker. "There are smiths that cater to some equipment, but there's nothing specialised, and there is quite the hunting community in Bruma. We have a skilled bowyer that has agreed to manufacture bows while we handle the business, contacts, and other supplies." A second later, Fendros managed to come up with the contrivance to complete the shop in his eyes, "To find an edge, we were going to try and procure moonstone from Senchal or around the area. Our bowyer says that some of the best bows can be made in the elven style."

Fendros looked down. He didn't feel as though his on-the-spot idea was particularly robust, but it was the best he could do. He dreaded the prospect of having to act it out if any of Ahnasha's family decided to come and visit.