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Flames of Vytal : Hunter's Mettle [High Casual] [World of Remnant]

My post is Bleh and I feel Bleh

Flames of Vytal : Hunter's Mettle [High Casual] [World of Remnant]

"You think I'm desperate enough to let some two-bit amateur touch my gear? Nobody asked you for help, so keep your neb to yourself!"

Azu huffed and muttered under her breath, things about ingrates and horses bearing gifts, then turned away from her annoying classmate. She had wanted to talk to the shop owner, maybe convince him to let her do some work for him, but now she had lost the fire to create. Still, it would be rude to simply walk into the man's shop, touch his merchandise and leave, so she walked towards him anyway.

"Excuse me," She said, pulling her suitcase a little closer to her, "Do you have any spare materials for sale? I brought extra crystals with me for trade."

Flames of Vytal : Hunter's Mettle [High Casual] [World of Remnant]

I'm pretty sure Nimmie being a terrible liar is explicitly stated in her CS

Flames of Vytal : Hunter's Mettle [High Casual] [World of Remnant]

Wish I was in enough to have feels

Flames of Vytal : Hunter's Mettle [High Casual] [World of Remnant]

I had to revise the end of my post a bit in response.

Flames of Vytal : Hunter's Mettle [High Casual] [World of Remnant]

@Raijinslayer fair enough, just wanted to make sure we were establishing the correct relationship.

Flames of Vytal : Hunter's Mettle [High Casual] [World of Remnant]

@Raijinslayer I said I can see them butting heads, not being openly hostile all the time. Also Azu isn't an amateur when it comes to weaponry. Also also I don't think the blacksmith said anything to either of them yet.

Flames of Vytal : Hunter's Mettle [High Casual] [World of Remnant]

@Lemons then Azu is going to respond "his are easier to fix."

Flames of Vytal : Hunter's Mettle [High Casual] [World of Remnant]

Azu turned to face Silme, her mouth already twisting into a scowl. "Small world indeed Sli- I mean, Silme. Have you ever considered that people would be more interested in helping you if you didn't start the conversation by insulting them?" Any was having a tough time keeping herself from physically throwing her younger classmate out of the building, like she would if she owned this shop, not the least because he wasn't a pushover, and throwing him out of anywhere would likely incur some damage. Instead she sighed and took the most expedient course to getting him out of her hair.

"Let me have a look at it," she said to Silme. "I can probably get it back to working order, free of charge."

Flames of Vytal : Hunter's Mettle [High Casual] [World of Remnant]

It was the hardest choice Azu had ever made in her life. On one hand, she was tired from her trip from Atlas, and the inn she was staying at was right there on her left. She could put her bags and suitcase up, stow her fathers sword, and get some rest before she actually had to do anything. On the other hand, there was a Blacksmith's shop on her right, and every familiar strike of hammer on metal pulled at her soul, drawing her closer and closer to her inevitable decision. She supposed that it wasn't actually that much of a choice after all, in the end.

The Huntress-in-training shouldered her way into the Core's Hammer, loaded down with a backpack, messenger bag, her father's sword strapped over her shoulder, and a suitcase trailing behind her like a loyal puppy. She was about to greet the shop owner on instinct when she saw he already had a customer to help, so she held her tongue and turned to look at what wares he had. She longed to own a shop like this one day, to settle down in an out of the way town, make a name for herself among smiths. She wanted this for herself, yet her hunt took priority. Her hunt would always take priority until it was fulfilled. One day, though, She thought to herself, carefully trailing her fingers down a blade. He can't escape me forever, and once I catch him I can have this again.

Stirring herself out of her own thoughts, Azu turned to take in the rest of the store. It was a very nice store, and a familiar place for her in spirit. Perhaps she could do some work here during any downtime she got. She sat back on her heels and patiently waited for her chance to speak.