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ShadedExalt:
"Hry, Carn, I left 100 gold by the forge. I made something with that ingot. Here's another hundred for the hemovibrium cutlass."
*Carefully unwraps the package, revealing a perfect replica of my revolver, with some improvements, both cosmetic and functional. It is made almost entirely from hemovibrium, only short the small, delicate parts. It is now break action for quicker reloads, has a higher tension spring for smoother, crisper, faster firing, an extending hammer for easy fanning, and intricate etched designs on the handle, extending in a spiral down the extended barrel.*
"Yes, I can get you almost anything. I have an extensive network, including some of the, ah, less savoury markets. And hey, what the flak do you expect a professional tinker and merc to build? Teacup automatons?"
George Mills:
George walks back into the tavern.
"New people...?"
George looks around
"Hi"
(To Koali)
"I brought you this, meant to be some sort of weapon...don't know how to use I through"
The weapon is small, Koali's size, it appears to be some launcher with a vial strapped to the top.
Carn:
(Carn) Comes out of the room he was sleeping in with his new suit on. A long black coat belted in at the waist, with a blood red shirt. And black pants with red lines running up the sides, and knee high black leather boots polished bright. On his semi-blonde head, is a black suede tricorn hat, with a red fringe. On his epaulets are his rank markings, detonating him as a captain, and on his shoulders the marauders badge. A blood red albatross with a iron beak, soaring high. There is also a hemovibrium stiletto in a black leather sheathe, with silver chasing.
(Ingur) Coming out of her room, Ingur is in a slim red dress, with a black sash around the middle. "Hmm, it matches my hair perfectly!"
Koali:
Dang, that kinda trumps my conductor's jacket.
*Giggles die down.*
"Haha, heh, sorry, I was just imagining Carn in a dress. Oh? A weapon? What is it?"
Carn:
(Carn) pulls out the blade "A hemovibrium stiletto. Elegant enough for situations like this, but strong enough, and sharp enough, to punch through over an inch of steel plate." sheathes the blade "You think I'd go to a place like this UNARMED?"
(Ingur) pulls out a slightly smaller blade from her hairpiece "Same here. We are not fools."
(Carn) looking at Spades "One advantage of us going, particularly me, is that open hostility is more likely to be directed at us. Easier for you to slip around unnoticed. And I CAN be polite and mannerly, when the situation demands it."
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