"Ah!" Ioannes responded to her question, "what I meant was, I wanted to secure a contract to get more bolts for when I come back from the trip, and find myself having used up all of them. As for the Smithy, my thoughts were that Blacksmith and Fletchers share the same shops in my own land..." he rubbed the back of his head, a gesture that made it seem like an honest mistake rather than a lie. Like he would gain anything through lying anyway

"Actually, I'll admit it; I use my guns; both of them, more than my crossbow," Ah, that makes sense. "Speaking of Guns, I noticed you have bombs, but not a flintlock. Are those really that expensive outside of Hellas?" 

She replied [color=violet]"Flintlocks aren't [i]extremely[/i] expensive here, but you still need them custom made. As a result they're fairly rare, so gunpowder pretty much has to be self made, which is not a pleasant process." [i]Not only that, but it narrows down the suspects for a murder.[/i] "I use a crossbow because it is more versatile, and far more accurate for a trained eye."[/color]

"Anyway," Ioannes started smiling for some reason, "what's your name?"

[color=violet]"Tirrarian Smooth-Tongue,"[/color] She glanced back at the guard, confident he hadn't heard

They reached the smithy, which was remIarkebly intact. Izzy took a quick look into the door and sighed, her elegant form collapsing on itself for the briefest moment, but she quickly regained posture and headed towards some nearby shops. Tirrarian turned towards Ioannes.

[color=violet]"So what do you do for a living? Few professions require you to be so heavily armed"[/color]

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