Same here. We're waiting for the weekend.
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I guess my comfort zone is "eccentric side character."
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I am so sorry for not being around here more today. I had to shove my shoulder back into place after my dog dislocated it.
That's a big dog.
@Xeronoia@Shikaru
Emil makes a little choking sound in his throat at Aldis's question. He bring his hand up and rubs the back of his neck in embarrassment. Of course. Town this small, word was bound to get around about him loitering in front of the building. If he couldn't bring himself to go in he should at least have tried to be more inconspicuous.
"That's a, uh, that's a fine compliment you're paying me, and I been wanting to go in there for a while now, but..." he sighed and averted his eyes, looking down at the pile of wood in front of him. "Truth be told I'm a bloody coward. Probably get it from my Da. I mean, look," he says, looking up and gesturing to Sarah, "I get spooked on a hunt one day and go running to trouble our Blacksmith Lightbane over it. I'm going to hunt rabbits decked out like I'm off to war." He slap his knee and lets out a hearty laugh at this. "Honestly, though, thank ya. But at this point I'm barely a match for the forest trees."
Then his face suddenly hardened, and he looks the Sentinel square in the eye. His tone, however, doesn't change at all. "They'll damn near kill ya given half the chance."
Emil makes a little choking sound in his throat at Aldis's question. He bring his hand up and rubs the back of his neck in embarrassment. Of course. Town this small, word was bound to get around about him loitering in front of the building. If he couldn't bring himself to go in he should at least have tried to be more inconspicuous.
"That's a, uh, that's a fine compliment you're paying me, and I been wanting to go in there for a while now, but..." he sighed and averted his eyes, looking down at the pile of wood in front of him. "Truth be told I'm a bloody coward. Probably get it from my Da. I mean, look," he says, looking up and gesturing to Sarah, "I get spooked on a hunt one day and go running to trouble our Blacksmith Lightbane over it. I'm going to hunt rabbits decked out like I'm off to war." He slap his knee and lets out a hearty laugh at this. "Honestly, though, thank ya. But at this point I'm barely a match for the forest trees."
Then his face suddenly hardened, and he looks the Sentinel square in the eye. His tone, however, doesn't change at all. "They'll damn near kill ya given half the chance."
@Shikaru @Xeronoia
"Yeah, yeah." He replied as the smoke settled down over the town. "I'm in no great rush. Here." He pulled a small leatherbound notebook out of his back pocket, along with a small pencil, and extended them to her. "Just jot down however much ya' need and I'll swing round with the cart after the caravaners are finished with me."
"And what can I help you with, Mr. Marshall, on this lovely morning?" He asked, turning his attention to the sentinel. A trained ear can pick up a faint hint of anxiety as he quickly launches into a sales pitch. "Something to keep all those new recruits toasty in the training hall? Need starter for a monster hunting expedition? Or maybe you've got yourself a paramour, eh? Want something that'll sweeten the air for a romantic night?"
"Yeah, yeah." He replied as the smoke settled down over the town. "I'm in no great rush. Here." He pulled a small leatherbound notebook out of his back pocket, along with a small pencil, and extended them to her. "Just jot down however much ya' need and I'll swing round with the cart after the caravaners are finished with me."
"And what can I help you with, Mr. Marshall, on this lovely morning?" He asked, turning his attention to the sentinel. A trained ear can pick up a faint hint of anxiety as he quickly launches into a sales pitch. "Something to keep all those new recruits toasty in the training hall? Need starter for a monster hunting expedition? Or maybe you've got yourself a paramour, eh? Want something that'll sweeten the air for a romantic night?"
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I assume you got Trish and Jolyne? Narancia is the last one.
Narancia is a man.
Yeah, basically. Just a opportunity to show off what you do to the community.
@Shikaru
First customer of the day.
"Mornin' Sarah." He said jovially, before setting to work on the problem. He wasn't very good at math and estimations in regards to money. Most of the time he undercharged, but it didn't really matter to him. He hunted his own food, and what he charged was enough to cover taxes and buying vegetable now and then. But today was different.
"Tell ya' what," he said after some serious thought, "Let me flip that question around on ya'. How long would I have to keep your forge supplied and burning hot in exchange for some fitted armor? Light stuff, quiet. Stuff I'd be able to move and hunt in, but wouldn't buckle if something got me by surprise."
First customer of the day.
"Mornin' Sarah." He said jovially, before setting to work on the problem. He wasn't very good at math and estimations in regards to money. Most of the time he undercharged, but it didn't really matter to him. He hunted his own food, and what he charged was enough to cover taxes and buying vegetable now and then. But today was different.
"Tell ya' what," he said after some serious thought, "Let me flip that question around on ya'. How long would I have to keep your forge supplied and burning hot in exchange for some fitted armor? Light stuff, quiet. Stuff I'd be able to move and hunt in, but wouldn't buckle if something got me by surprise."
@Shikaru I'm sure it's just something small. Like a farmers market? I tried googling it but nothing came up.
You're basically right. Think a street market. Local craftsmen have booths out to show of their work and wares. They sell, of course, but it's mostly about trying to attract attention to your business. Food vendors usually set up shop as well because of all the foot traffic.
What would y'all say your character's favorite dessert is? And would they have bought that from Trouv?
Candied apples. And probably once, if Trouv had had them while he was on his way home.
Emil stared forlornly at the Sentinel HQ for what must have been thew dozenth time this week. Just like always he almost managed to work up the nerve to go inside, and just like always found himself to cowardly too do so. This had been a common occurrence only within the last few weeks, but word about town attributed the large woodcutters waffling vigil to the rumors that the Sentinels would be recruiting soon. A fact that had been confirmed only this morning. If he was going to apply, now would be the time.
However, it was not to be. Fear won out once again. So he shifted the large bundle of wood on his back to a more comfortable position, sighed deeply, and set out for the village market to ply his wares. Even if a man were torn up inside he still had to eat and the caravans would be looking to resupply and continue their journeys.
He didn't have a proper shop, but he did have a blanket which he laid out next to the road. The wood, cut into thin strips and almost caramel colored, were stacked in a neat pile on top before the man sat down and affixed a jovial look as he spotted obvious out-of-towners coming his way. "Starter wood!" he called out. "Easily lit, burns hot! Best quality starter in the country, perfect for those on the road! You could soak it in water all night and it would still burn!"
However, it was not to be. Fear won out once again. So he shifted the large bundle of wood on his back to a more comfortable position, sighed deeply, and set out for the village market to ply his wares. Even if a man were torn up inside he still had to eat and the caravans would be looking to resupply and continue their journeys.
He didn't have a proper shop, but he did have a blanket which he laid out next to the road. The wood, cut into thin strips and almost caramel colored, were stacked in a neat pile on top before the man sat down and affixed a jovial look as he spotted obvious out-of-towners coming his way. "Starter wood!" he called out. "Easily lit, burns hot! Best quality starter in the country, perfect for those on the road! You could soak it in water all night and it would still burn!"
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