Ginia Rosentia/The Dragonborn (
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destinystrings2012-11-12 06:40 am
Fire and Steel
Who: Open, so Ginia and you!
Where: A smithy in Virgo District.
Summary: Come bother a blacksmith at work!
Warnings: None.
This place was so terribly strange to Ginia upon her arrival, and it proved to be even stranger the longer she stayed. Strange creatures coming out at night, that mess with the scorpions, and all the strange objects. The peculiar wristband and headpiece, especially. She had initially dismissed them as something not worth figuring out, but given how much others she saw seemed to use them, she had started having second thoughts about it. For now, though, they could wait. The first order of business was...well, to get down to business.
She'd seen weapons of various kinds used here, and while those she was used to seeing were in somewhat of a minority, that didn't mean that there wasn't a use for a proper smith. Her search for a place to work her craft turned fortuitous, and after a demonstration of her skills, she was hired on. Apparently being one of the visitors made the proprietor rather excited, but she thought little of it.
Today, in that particular area of the Virgo District, among the usual hustle and bustle, there's a periodic noise ringing out - the steady clank clank of a hammer on heated metal, periodically interrupted with the hiss of steam, or the whooshing noise of bellows being used to stoke the forge's flames. The forge and various other tools of the smithy are out in an open area adjacent to the shop building, free for customers and visitors to approach.
Where: A smithy in Virgo District.
Summary: Come bother a blacksmith at work!
Warnings: None.
This place was so terribly strange to Ginia upon her arrival, and it proved to be even stranger the longer she stayed. Strange creatures coming out at night, that mess with the scorpions, and all the strange objects. The peculiar wristband and headpiece, especially. She had initially dismissed them as something not worth figuring out, but given how much others she saw seemed to use them, she had started having second thoughts about it. For now, though, they could wait. The first order of business was...well, to get down to business.
She'd seen weapons of various kinds used here, and while those she was used to seeing were in somewhat of a minority, that didn't mean that there wasn't a use for a proper smith. Her search for a place to work her craft turned fortuitous, and after a demonstration of her skills, she was hired on. Apparently being one of the visitors made the proprietor rather excited, but she thought little of it.
Today, in that particular area of the Virgo District, among the usual hustle and bustle, there's a periodic noise ringing out - the steady clank clank of a hammer on heated metal, periodically interrupted with the hiss of steam, or the whooshing noise of bellows being used to stoke the forge's flames. The forge and various other tools of the smithy are out in an open area adjacent to the shop building, free for customers and visitors to approach.

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That's why this smithy was so curious to her. She's never even seen a forge like this, using a wood-burning fire and what looked like handmade tools. The outdoor work area made it all the more fascinating, or at least easier to watch, as did the fact that the woman working now appeared to be making actual weapons, unlike the curiosities or antique replicas she'd expect from such a low-tech operation.
Not wanting to interrupt the woman's work, especially not when it was so interesting, she stood and watched for a while.
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Sup, Ginia. Have a waifish girl insistently leering at your tools of the trade, and obviously pondering the idea of picking one up.
No, wait. Not just pondering. Wow this spare hammer is heavy.
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Though, to anyone else, it's probably pretty obvious why it's been taking him so long. Whenever something catches his eye he has to stop, take a look, maybe even talk to some people before he finally moves on to something else. This looked like it would be one of those times.
When he sees the woman outside working he stops, watching for a few minutes with interest. He had never actually seen someone make swords or anything before, and it looked pretty tough, even though he couldn't really figure out a lot of what was going on.
"That looks like a lot of work!" he comments, never one to stay quiet for long, especially when there was someone to talk to. Even if that someone was...you know, working.
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