• PM To Join • A Special Request[Kyin] (Graded)

[Nightshade Eld]

Saun 28th, 717

The woman didn't usually go to any blacksmiths or leather workers. She didn't wear armor because her fighting style didn't usually include her taking hits, when she fought with a bow she usually did her best to use horrible home made arrows or recover the good ones like Icarus taught her, and she took good enough care of her swords that they didn't need to be sharpened often. Outside of those requirements, what need was there to go to a blacksmith? That was, until she'd realized something. Her feet were usually in various dangerous situation during fights. Though her talons were effective weapons that she'd never want to loose out on, the actual flesh of her feet as thick as it may be had no actual protection. The skin was thick, and the nature of her feet was almost identical to a bird of prey, but it was still flesh. Which left her at a stand still. Did she protect her feet, or keep the valuable weapon? It was a problem she didn't really have a way around considering the fact she needed both in equal amounts.

This of course led her to a kind of realization. She could have both. Custom made foot wear was her only option, but custom made meant that she could use leather as thick as she could afford as well as metal as powerful and strong as the crafter she went to could get her. And if it was a matter of money, then she didn't really have any limits. What else was she going to spend her money on? So now, here she was, standing outside of Skin Deep Crafting. She pushed open the door, walking in as she quietly wondered if she'd gone to the right place. She wasn't completely sure if she should go to a leather worker or a smith, so she figured she would try both. The first place she'd found herself inside was the Skin Deep Crafting store. "Hello?" She asked cautiously as she poked her head in slightly. When she first started out in Etzos she'd often be sent away from stores and the like, or given higher prices. It was one of the downfalls of her breeding. But lately she'd been getting something of a "hero's discount".

"Do you do custom orders?" She asked cautiously as she fully stepped inside the building, her eyes darting around.

[Kyin]

Kyin had been sitting in the window sill, it was substantially darker on the inside, and and this time in the afternoon the sunlight hit the window in such a way that you couldn't really see through it from the outside. That lack of light also meant he hat nothing better to do than people watch. He saw an Avriel tentatively looking through the window in the door.

So Kyin took the opportunity to hide under a workbench which was right next to the door planning on grabbing her ankle to mess with her, but then when she actually came in and tentatively said "Hello?" Kyin caught a glimpse of her talons and was immediately turned off of the idea. So he did what any reasonable asshole would do... He feigned death. As the Avriel said "Do you do custom orders?" his armed thumped onto the floor and then came the rest of his body sprawling onto the floor. He waited a couple seconds to let it sink in before he sprung to his feet, "Yeah, we do custom orders. Whatcha need?" he asked his voice slowly fading back into it's usual bored monotone.

"Sorry about that by the way, I just get so bored when the light disallows work." Kyin said in his exceedingly flat voice. "So, what's it like having wings? Damn, wish I could fly." Kyin asked, meaning absolutely no malevolence, and being truly curious, although it certainly could be misconstrued as overly bold and perhaps even offensive. His forward nature taking over and combining with the part of him that loathes being, in his words, "a walking talking flower". Kyin started started fiddling with a piece of cow hide, about a foot long and three inches wide, pulled out a wooden box and a wooden mallet. He then opened the box and pulled out some stamps and stamped "Kyin's Office" into it. Then he punched holes in the corner, and tacked it to the side of his desk suspended by a strip of buck skin. "Don't worry I am listening, just the boss will get all over my ass if I don't get anything done."

[Nightshade Eld]

She watched as the man tumbled to the ground, not completely sure what to make of it. Part of her wanted to ask if he was alright, a larger part just wanted to laugh at the scene before her. The warring parts eventually brought her to instead opting for complete silence after her question had been voiced. The only though that came to her mind was a massive why. Just... Why? Her curiosity only took a larger hold on her thoughts as he sprang back up not even trills later, his entire disposition turning to a drawling boredom. The breath was stolen right from her body as he continued to act like nothing had happened, asking what she needed done. Her shocked silence gave him just enough time to quickly gloss over an apology and reason as to why he'd done what he did and then proceed to bluntly start asking her about her wings. She barely had enough time to keep up with the conversation as the proverbial ball was thrown into her court and she was expected to answer the question. Again, she was confused on if she should laugh or consider the man insane.

Fortunately for both Kyin and Night the woman was used to treatment like this. In fact she was used to treatment far worse! As a half avriel she was always someone that others looked upon with disdain and hatred. She'd been told to get out the moment she'd walked into stores before. Kyin, shockingly enough for as big of an asshat as he was, happened to be one of the kinder people Night had met. And so she in turn genuinely answered the question. "It certainly allows a lot of freedom, I can get places in a matter of breaks that it could take someone else a trial or two to get to, the city itself included. Not to mention there are few feelings as amazing as the feeling of flight," she said, her voice took on a lightness as she described what it was like having wings. Quickly though she reminded herself why she'd come into the store.

She was about to tell him about her order when he seemed to become occupied with something else. She would have waited quietly for when he had a free moment, but he quickly explained why he'd started working. "Fun," she noted with a sarcasm that was almost on par with his monotone, a bitter smile crossing her features. "I can understand that feeling," she muttered under her breath as she thought about The Overlord who ruled over Smarter Charts. Not wishing to bore him with the story though she quickly moved on, finally getting to why she'd come to Skin Deep Crafting in the first place. "As you might have noticed by my feet it's not necessarily easy wearing shoes. That can become problematic in certain situations. I was wondering if it would be possible to get something custom made that could help protect my feet while either keeping my talons free or giving them a metal coat of some kind that would still be viable as a weapon? I use them a lot in fights so it would be problematic not to be able to use them anymore, but I'm worried about the damage an enemy could potentially do to my feet," she explained, watching his facial expression carefully. It was best to prepare herself for whatever came next. He could say no or he could try and charge her an outrageous amount if she wasn't careful.

No matter what happened, this promised to be an interesting encounter indeed. What happened when a man who could insult anyone met a woman who couldn't be insulted?

[Kyin]

Kyin for all of his faults was not a racist, he held very few prejudices, not from a code of morality or anything, but from a lack of one along with a healthy mixture of apathy. Not only was Kyin not racist, but he really wanted to build those boots!

Kyin saw the Half-Avriel woman was largely tentative in her questioning, presumably worried that he would not be willing to serve her, Kyin laughed loudly "You think that I don't want to build you talon boots?! Why in the hell would I turn you down? Those sound so immortals-be-damned amazing!" Kyin was on the edge of his seat (which was just a table he was sitting on cross legged). "Not only that but you came to the right spot, I am more than just a leather worker, I am just as skilled a smith." Kyin said.

"I have a deal for you, I am throwing a bit of a talent show at the Inn for Dinner, if you want I can talk to the bossman and see about getting you a discount, if and only if you participate, it is on the 32nd of Saun, Grand Prize of 300 gn and a super secret prize I am not at liberty to talk about." Kyin stage whispered.

"Otherwise that will probably run you... 36 golden nels for three steel ingots plus probably about 15 golden nels in leathers, and labor will bring you to let's say 75 gn, unless you want a cheaper metal... Cobalt is nicer looking, and I would probably recommend it, it is what most armies use, not only that but it is cheaper and honestly it would probably hold up better. That would come to probably 60 golden nels. After a discount for a show of talent, if you are so inclined, It would come to 40 for the Cobalt or 50 for the steel." Kyin reasoned, "I am afraid you wouldn't be able to get them until the 33rd or 34th though, because I am not scheduled to be at Sauncraft, where I smith, for another couple days, plus the time I would need to work on them."

[Nightshade Eld]

His enthusiasm in her request was a pleasant surprise to say the least, one that was entirely welcomed. A smile slipped across her features as he offered her the deal. "Sure, I'll join. Not sure if I have any real talents, but I might be able to figure out something. It might even be fun," she reasoned, smirking to herself slightly. The special prize was what interested her the most as money was no object for the woman as her situation currently stood. As for the creation of the boots themselves, she'd jump through as many hoops as she had to at this point in order to get them made. They were going to come in handy at some point in the future, that was entirely certain. She'd likely end up embarrassing herself in the process of all of this, but hey, a little embarrassment was never a problem. If you had enough charisma to make a joke of yourself then you can at least get someone to laugh with you. And at the very least she had enough skill to lie that she had that much charisma.

She listened as he gave her a rundown on the materials, costs, and the time it would take to get them made. "I'm willing to pay whatever price for the best quality talon boots you can make," she said. "Use the best materials you have at your disposal, I'll pay whatever it's worth," she said with a small nod. "You're a smith, not I, so use whatever metal you think is the best for what I'm asking for," she said simply. If cobalt promised to be a more durable and stronger metal, then cobalt it would be. If he charged her 100 gold nels for the rarest and most expensive metal a mortal had access to... well, then she'd start to look like she had access to way too much money. "As for getting them on 33rd or 34th, that's sooner than I was honestly expecting. You've got yourself a deal. Make me the best damn talon boots you have the capabilities to make."

She paused for a moment."Do you need to take anything like measurements of my feet? I don't suppose you'd be able to get an idea of how large to make them without some kind of rough measurement," she said. Just like getting a dress custom made, it only made sense that custom made armor would need the wearer's measurements to be a perfect fit.

[Kyin]

"Do you need to take anything like measurements of my feet? I don't suppose you'd be able to get an idea of how large to make them without some kind of rough measurement." She asked.

"Well, no I can't, but I need to design them first, that way I will know what to measure. You should probably stick around for it, you know what you want better than I do. If you have 15 to 30 bits to spare?" Kyin asked, as he pulled out some brown patterning paper.

"By the by, I am Kyin, You are?" Kyin asked, digging through a box looking for charcoal, once he found it he began doing a rough sketch of the Avriel woman's feet.

"I am going to need you to sign that ledger over there" Kyin said pointing to a big leather-bound book on the table, "Also add where the should be delivered to, When you get to it, just make sure you I have a way to reach you by the time you leave." Kyin said, surprising even himself at his professionalism. "Damn, I am more Qi'Ora than I though..." he lamented to himself.

He then began drawing the equivalent of a modern-day bike chain in one corner of the paper, "I figure you generally go for mobility as your protection? judging purely by physique." He asked.

"I am going to wrap this chain in a supple leather, probably buck skin, and essentially what you are going to do is tie a chain to each of your toes. It won't protect the top of your foot, but it will protect you mostly while you are above any opponent. The benefit of doing this is you won't be as weighed down, and you will have a better range of motion to curl your toes around inside of someone's flesh, if they really piss you off." Kyin joked, gauging her reaction, looking to see if she was capable of mentally doing that to someone, "I can add some supports on either side of each chain, on the ends and the center. This will make it easier to walk and fight on the ground when wearing them, it will still take some getting used to."

Kyin then drew a blade with a serrated edge along the outside, barbed like a fishhook and curved like a talon. "These will really fuck up anyone you don't want getting up again. I can make them detachable and make a set with and without the barbs, in case you are someone capable of mercy." coming from anyone else this would have been a joke, not from Kyin who was only capable of being self-serving not merciful. "I will add three holes on the thick end of each blade and the chains will end in a triangular piece of metal, with three bolts that come through it. That way you can attach each blade firmly on the chain with three nuts" Kyin stated.

"If you ever want any attachments other than those two, you can come by Sauncraft Shop and Salvage, Daran Porter or I should be able to help." Kyin said.

"Sound good?" He asked gesturing to the schematics he had just finished. He pulled up a chair and a little stool, and gestured for Night to sit down in the chair, as he sat in the stool with paper tapes getting ready to measure her feet. "This shouldn't take long I just need to measure the circumference of your toes and their length." Kyin said, glad to be close to done with the planning portion.

[Nightshade Eld]

"Okay," the woman said with a small nod. She had plenty of time to spare. A couple bits wouldn't do her any harm considering she didn't have anywhere important to be that trial. This was honestly the only thing she needed to get done. "Nightshade," she said after Kyin introduce himself. "And, yeah, I already know it's a pretty weird name," she said.

She looked down at the ledger quickly signing it the same way she signed maps. "It would be easier if I can come here and pick it up since I'll roughly be in the area both days. But, if I'm not here to pick it up then you can drop it off at the Smarter Charts. I live outside the city, so it would honestly just be easier if I came and got it. If you need to get ahold of me you can leave a message with my boss or one of my coworkers," she said. She doubted she'd ever want a home inside the city, though she was curious as to if she could buy one in the inner walls at this point. Now that she thought about it, did she count as a citizen? Her father and mother both lived in one of the outlying towns before it was destroyed, not only that but The Master had been an Etzori and owned Etzori land. It was certainly something to think about.

"Correct," she said as he started to sketch out the rough draft of the 'shoes'. Everything from how she moved to the kind of weapons she had betrayed the fact. It would be rare to see her wearing anything close to armor, the closest she ever came was a shield. She just quietly nodded as Kyin joked about her digging her talons into someone's flesh. For her, it really wasn't a joke, considering the fact she'd done it before. She'd called her feet a valuable weapon for a reason. "That sounds perfect," she said with a nod as he continued.

There was a certain kind of spark in her eyes when he brought up the idea of multiple sets of claws. "That would be preferable," she said as he gave her the idea. She didn't want to use the serrated ones often, but she had a few times in mind that they would be useful. And indeed, she was most certainly a person capable of mercy. "Again, absolutely perfect," the woman said.

[Kyin]

Saun 28-34th, 717

Kyin began work; He forged the chains to begin with, they were going to be the most difficult part, he had never done anything similar. It was likely to be full of minute pieces, which suffice it to say did not have Kyin excited. He decided to go for a watch chain approach in cobalt, flat and easy enough to walk on, but rough with the ability to grate someone's face, like cheese. This analogy was funny to Kyin for some reason, and after he muttered his plans for the chain, as he is want to do, he smiled brightly until he realized that they would be wrapped in leather and less effective for that, 'Damn!' he muttered to himself. He began forging little one inch squares that had two slits on the bottom and to triangles coming from the top. The triangles would be bent into the slots to form the chain that goes under each of her toes. Then the talon mount would be soldered onto that, and all it would take to switch out talons would be three nuts and bolts per talon.

Once he had finished the chains and talon mounts it was time for the talons themselves he forged 16 hooked talons that were all blunted for now. He then filed wicked barbs into the first eight along the upper edge, these were for if Nightshade had a particularly rough day on the bottom edge he simply sharpened them. The next eight were just sharpened along their bottom edge, so you wouldn't hurt yourself taking them off.

At some point in the next couple days Kyin found himself at Skin Deep Crafting. When he had a moment reprieve he wrapped the chains in leather producing a softer surface for Night to walk on, as well as a surface for him to stitch into. He cut a piece of leather that connected the chains on the non-talon end, stitching the chains into the strip of buck-skin. He then added a strap of cow hide with a buckle to fasten the talons to the Avriel's ankle. He was almost finished now, only having to cut some straps of supple buck-skin, to tie the chain around her toes so they wouldn't dangle from her ankle. Once finished he wrapped them in the wrapping paper and added a note,

"Night, I don't usually do this, but if you ever need anything else awesome built for you, you know where to find me. -Kyin
P.S. Not that I particularly care, but I feel like my bosses would be mad if I didn't say to reserve the barbed talons for real assholes
P.P.S Oh! and I figured I would find a name for the talons, they are called 'Juu ya Mapanga' which is Umaya for 'Above Swords'"

Kyin said to Mr. Laszlow "I am heading out on a delivery!" as he left. He headed out being pretty quick to find the Cartographer Night had mentioned. He dropped the package on the doorstep, knocked and promptly left. "I'm happy she paid up front, cuts out unnecessary interaction." Kyin muttered to himself.

[Niv]

Kyin

Knowledge:

Leather Working: Cutting Straps of Buckskin
Leather Working: Measuring for Wearables
Smithing: Filing Barbed Weaponry
Smithing: Forging Short Edged Weapons
Negotiation: Ask for Personal Favor for Discount
Appraisal: Ask One Question to Answer Another
Deception: Playing dead.

NightShade: Bird Lady Warrior

Loot: 

60 GN for your work

Injuries: 

N/A

Fame:

N/A

Magic:

These points can NOT be used for Domain Magic

Devotion:

N/A

Skill Points:

15

NightShade

Knowledge:

Discipline: Take care of your weapons
Etiquette: When to laugh and when to keep quiet.

Location: Skin Deep Crafting
Kyin: The Asshat Craftsman
Kyin: Pretended to be dead for no reason.

Loot: 

Talon Gantlets And 60 GN taken out of your ledger (which you already did )

Injuries: 

N/A

Fame:

N/A

Magic:

These points can NOT be used for Domain Magic

Devotion:

N/A

Skill Points:

15


Notes: Sorry this took so long, Anyway I enjoyed the interactions between the two of you (even if they were a little weird.) I wasn’t sure if Night was actually certain about not wanting lores so I gave her some anyway even if their isn’t much.


Art credit to Yoshitaka Amano