Public and Mercantile Dealings

Apr 12, 2021 11:13 pm
With his business with the other Cainites concluded, at least for another day, Aserymus strides into the courtyard of the manor once again. The sturdy stone walls and occasional guard patrolling are comforting sights, and he breathes deeply, taking in the subtle scents of oil and smoke and iron from the forgeworks' business of the day before.

Time enough for Demons and tunnels and spiritual threats later. For now, he would get back to the familiar comfort of working with metal and hammer and anvil, and proceeded towards the shop.
Apr 13, 2021 6:08 pm
As Aserymus walks threw the manor grounds a rather short smith seems to be hard at work on a rather esquisite longsword. The blade seems to shimmer in the light as they as they are finishing the handle of the weapon. She mutters to herself about it not being perfect but continues her work.

Many others are watching commenting on the beauty of the blade but the smith seems very sure she wants it to be perfect and dismisses their remarks.
Apr 14, 2021 9:39 pm
As the familiarity of the forge, the smell of smoke and the sound of hammer on anvil wrap themselves about him like a familiar cloak, the Lion stops for a moment to take note of the one distinct difference to the last time he had been here. While the blade being finished was indeed of incredible craftsmanship, the smith herself was of more interest to him.

She held the hilt like it came as naturally as breathing, and while she studied her latest work with a mixture of disappointment and resignation, he studied her. For a long moment, he stood in the far corner of the room, allowing others to peruse and gawk at the other fine works in the front of the shop. Finally, when they seemed to move on to other items, Aserymus made his way towards where she worked.

"Some works are rough and utilitarian, others exquisite and decorative, but fragile. I see you have married both aspects into true masterpiece, both deadly and beautiful. I am impressed...and yet I sense you are unsatisfied with the result."

The Lion eyes her carefully before continuing after a moment. "I am Aserymus, the sometime patron of this workshop. Humour me, how long have you been gifted with the hammer and the anvil?"
Apr 15, 2021 4:14 pm
She glances up at the giant of a man, imagining to herself what effort and time was put into the making of his armor, she counts to herself something in her head and seems to study the various techniques used in its production. After a moment she glances down to the blade and seems to move it around swiftly before speaking.

"The Balance is ever so slightly off, I want it to be perfect…" She stares for a moment "I think it's the handle may need some slight reworking."

She smiles "My name is Quinn, as for my apparent giftedness everyone seems to talk about not long. One day I started being able to see more clearly what could be made from the raw materials and ever since then my skill has grown quickly.
Apr 17, 2021 4:11 pm
The Tunisian listens for a moment until she finishes speaking, and then waits a moment longer, gathering his thoughts. Finally, he speaks, reaching out towards the blade she held. "May I? I have some experience."

Taking the weapon in hand, he runs his palm slowly over the length before gripping the hilt lightly but firmly. Finding the point of balance itself, he held it close, then at length, before moving through a quick series of strikes and guards with it, letting gravity and momentum do much of the work for him.

After the blade comes to a halt, he hands it back to her with respect, and addresses her directly.

"Quinn. You are a master artisan, and this is a testament to your craft. If you came by your talent naturally as you say, then I have no doubt in my mind that in time, you may come to surpass even the renowned masters.

I am Aserymus, formerly of Tunis. Some call me The Lion. I have spent years making and using works of deadly art such as yours. A suggestion?" He motions to the blade she holds again.

"The hilt is good, but perhaps the pommel is a touch over-weighted. Might I suggest some subtle decoration, perhaps filigree etched into it? It would serve to shave off some excess weight, and add further decoration to an already-beautiful masterpiece."

Rolls

Blacksmithing + Perception - (10d10)

(3728104107510) = 66

Apr 18, 2021 4:54 pm
The short woman seems to stare up at Aserymus holding back a slightly laugh. 'The Lion is an Understatement" she says in a coy tone before glances down at the sword again "I will say I think you are right, hopefully I will be satisfied with that change.

She begins her world pulling various tools out of her apron to finish the blades handle as she works she continues to talk "So tell me Lion of Tunis, what brings you to this forge?."
Apr 20, 2021 11:47 am
As the woman begins her work, setting about the shop with her tools, the Tunisian sets his shield, spear, and javelins against a wall away from the forge.

"I know Lodewijk, the owner of this forge. His wife is a wonderful host, and his own knowledge of the merchant arts is impressive. When we first came to this city, I helped him and his family establish themselves here. I am...his patron, you might say. I see to the welfare and safety of the Manor, and all those inside it."
Apr 20, 2021 10:50 pm
As Quinn works away she speaks

"That is good, these nights are dark and filled with dangers and you seem capable of handling yourself. Lodewijk pays well and has an eye for talent so he hire me to work here. Sometimes I do wish to work with more exotic materials and see where my limits start and maybe work on things more...complicated" Quinn stares at the blade for a moment "I trained in the sword myself also, so I am no novice to the applications and dangers of a poorly designed weapon. As such I take great care to make every weapon perfect."
Last edited April 20, 2021 10:52 pm
Apr 24, 2021 11:37 am
Well that settles that, he mused to himself. Fate would seem to be intervening once again, but a good tactician knows not to pass up opportunity when it presents itself.

"I will leave you to your work, but when you are finished, come see me in the back of the Manor." Motioning briefly to the assembled arms and armour arrayed about the shop and smithy, Aserymus continued. "Of all the stunning works on display, I suspect you may be the most valuable and unique one here. I would greatly value the opportunity to discuss your future over a drink, when you are free."

With that, the Lion took up his arms once again, turned and strode towards the back of the forge to the manor grounds beyond, leaving Quinn to the heat and artifice of the forge.
OOC:
Exit Scene.
Apr 26, 2021 12:06 pm
She seems to blush slightly before speaking "When I am done I shall take you up on that drink, assuming your paying." She laughs slightly before setting the weapon down for its finishing touches.

She seems to go look for a scabbard to fit the weapon, something ornate but not overly so
May 2, 2021 11:26 pm
Balthazar arrives at the manor one night dressed in his usual attire. Upon arriving he scans the various weapons laid around seems to reminisce as he moves from weapon to weapon. Eventually he stops to look for one of the workers and speaks in a soft tone still smiling from fond memories. "I am looking for the Lion, I am here to pick up a commission."
May 7, 2021 2:07 pm
The Tunisian arrives back at the familiar sight of the Manor, and immediately sees a tall figure of dark hair and clothing looking around. Turning to the two Garou companions, he quietly speaks to them briefly.

"It seems I have a business deal to conclude. Please, familiarise yourselves with the grounds. This will not take long."

Approaching the figure, the Lion sets his helmet in the crook of his arm as he turns to face the dark-clad man.

"Balthazar. I hope you have not been waiting overly long. I was unavoidably busy with other matters. To the task at hand though, your commission is complete, and I trust it will meet with your approval. Come, so you can appraise it's worth."

And with that, Aserymus leads the way through the forge to a space behind the shop.
OOC:
Just moving this to PMs, since the remaining business will take place away from prying eyes, plus afterwards Aserymus will be moving on to other matters.
Returning after the business in the forge had been concluded, the warrior turned once again to the two companions.

"This will be an area in which you can rest, train, equip yourselves, and come and go freely. After the rest of introductions in the city are concluded, we will return here. For now, we should keep moving."
OOC:
Exit scene.
May 19, 2021 7:41 pm
Setting the large figures of Guinnein and Mordag down in the back testing and training area behind the forge, the Lion quickly checks his own wounds. Some superficial cuts and bruises, and some more significant ones from another Cainite as well. A good reminder not to underestimate them, no matter their allegiances. Still, they would heal in time, and it was good to have something so tangible to prevent one from getting complacent.

Moving away to allow them to rest, Aserymus leaves instructions to Quinn to speak to them and when they return to consciousness once again, but as he moves away he pauses for a brief moment. Then, without any further warning, he checks his arms and armour before setting off from the Manor at a quick pace, disappearing into the streets of the city once more.
OOC:
Exit scene.

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