melodiesoflife | May fliers and hard work!

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May fliers and hard work!

Characters: MarKus Haley and YOU
When: May 10th and onward
Where: Haley's Anvil (the smithy)
Warnings: Language?
Summary: It's May, and now that the "self-proclaimed Ace Blacksmith" has returned to work, there's new things to acquire, and new Heroes in which to supply with get that's not "Level 1 vendor trash"

As usual, people can come and speak to him in person to request equipment (which will likely be completed by the end of the month) or write letters to him with inquiries!

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It took Ven a couple days to get around to it, but after seeing the flyers he had made it a point to schedule in a visit, and soon. He might never have gone weapon-shopping before -- because it had never been necessary as long as he had his Keyblade -- but among all this talk about Jobs and switching and skills, he'd gathered that he needed to look into additional weaponry. It was better to take that plunge sooner rather than later, and he was sort of (immensely) curious besides, not least of all because both Mograe and Zelda had mentioned innate skill with weapons as being part of the package. There was only one way to test that, after all.

The opportunity happened to come today, so with Mograe at his side like usual, Ven set out in the afternoon for the smithy in question. The place wasn't at all hard to find with her guidance, and before long they both entered the shop, Ven wearing his Keyblade on his back for what he still hoped would be temporarily. Inside, he didn't hide his curiosity as he scanned the interior.

"Uh, hi? Anyone here?"

"No, we're closed. Git out!" a gruff voice calls out, followed by hearty laughing. However unlike the big, hairy, and/or shirtless men working the bellows and hammers, someone smaller approaches.

Naw man, we're open. Watcha need?" he asks looking him over, then noticing the strangely shaped mace on his back.

Wait, no, that's the handle, the other end of it... some sort of axe? "Dude, the heck is that thing?"

Ven cracks a grin at the joke, always glad to meet someone with a sense of humor. "I'm -- uh..." He follows that stare over his shoulder -- to where Mograe is floating. She notices the look, huffs indignantly, and drifts off to the right, leaving Ven to realize that his Keyblade is the "thing" in question.

"Oh. This? It's my weapon," he replies, one eyebrow rising curiously. It doesn't look that outlandish, does it? "It's called a Keyblade." He doesn't make any move to present it, although his poise still remains relaxed and casual. Then, to return some teasing for that joke just now, he adds with another grin, "Hey, I thought a blacksmith would have seen all kinds of weapons."

"Well, I'm not from here. I came from a place full of giant robots."

Sound familiar?

"I used to fix em so... stuff like this isn't really all that normal to me so... I still see a lot of new things that people want to have from back home. You're lucky as hell to already have that. I didn't get anything..." He has something but it doesn't work.

"So, if you've got that, watcha need me for? Sharpening it?"

Ven cocks a curious eyebrow at that -- seriously, is there a robot fad in other worlds? -- but it quickly turns into a puzzled look. "Sharpen?"

Pardon the sheltered child. He doesn't have a lot of memories compared to how long he's actually been alive, and the nature of smithies and natural weapon care isn't among them.

He shakes his head. "No, I figure I can use it with my Red Mage class fine, but it's the other one I'm thinking about. Your flyer mentioned that you make spears, right?"

It's called 'The Multiverse of Super Robot Taisen', you should look into it. It's hype.

"Yeah, I do spears." MarKus gives a push on his shoulder to get him to turn; not a shove, but a guiding nudge as well as the presentation of his arm. Fancier, flashier, crazy-style spears are on the wall; stuff that looks more for show than for practicality, then there's a couple of barrels with spears, lances, and javelins; everyday stuff, and easily replaceable since the shaft is more likely to snap than the metal of a sword. (Not to mention filling orders for Aqures Ixen's own military force).

"I got basic shit, I can do complicated designs, and I just started doing Elementals as well.", A misleading term considering the creatures outdoors.

Ven takes in the stock, openly impressed -- and not daunted, necessarily, but he's definitely feeling like he's out of his element in all this. And speaking of elements, that look turns curious. "Elementals? You mean weapons with elemental affinities?"

He knows about that concept, but the thought of needing to sharpen a sword periodically manages to throw him. Go figure.

"Yup, that's a new thing I can do now. " That made him sound SUPER inept...

"I figured out the secret last month. It'll cost a little more but... it's worth it."

Most people didn't sharpen their own swords... they'd come back here, or... buy a better, customized, weapon.

There's a pause as Ven considers that. He pressed his moogle pretty hard on details about how the whole job system thing works -- he even took notes -- so to his understanding, the only downside of his using the Dragoon job by itself is that it has no elemental affinity. If he already needs a weapon for that class, could it hurt to kill two birds with one stone while he's at it?

Surely not.

He reaches back over his shoulder to pull his Keyblade free and hold it out, this time openly presenting it in all its crazy glory. "Could you style a spear after this? Not exactly, obviously, but something close." It could only help, right? Losing his bond to his Keyblade was already strange and even disorienting enough; if he had to use an entirely different weapon now and again, the familiarity could at least ease the transition. "And... which elements can you add?"

It only took him a brief look at the axe-club-thingy. It's not a sword, that's for sure.

"So you want a halberd? Yeah I can do that, and you want it to look like that too? I'll have to draw it for a minute, but I'm sure I can put that." he points at the 'axe' end of things, "And put it on that." and he points to one of the spears he's made n his time.

"For now, i> can only do fire, ice, and lightening. Now if you find a crystal that has something else with it, like water or holy or whatever, then I can work with that. It's just a matter of stock. You bring me more, I can do more." Hint hint... but that means go be a thief!

Ven grins at the confirmation, already feeling better about this whole mastering-an-entirely-new-weapon ordeal. Of course, looks don't equal skill, but it's a start.

"Crystals, huh?" He glances back at Mograe, who nods.

"It's like he says, kupo. They're not easy to get, but they're out there, kupo."

"Hm." It's a thoughtful sound, but Ven nods. "In that case, I'll hold off on the element for now." He can -- or could -- use all the spell elements (with darkness being the only exception), but ice is a tricky one to master and it might not be best to tie it into a new weapon. Fire and lightning are pretty good, but if he has the choice, wind or light would be preferable. For now, he can wait.

He gives his Keyblade an easy spin to reverse his grip, setting its tip on the floor so that it's down and out of the way. "So what do I owe you for this -- uh..." He hesitates, realizing he never did get the guy's first name.

His last name is on the building. But his trailing off doesn't insinuate, to MarKus, that he was fishing for a name.

"Well, I'd have had to charge you for something if you wanted an element, but, if it's just the halberd, you get one freebie for being new here." But that means you're getting plain-ass Steel. "Of course, there's room for improvement if you want better metals or elements involved. My quantity of silver and gold isn't the biggest... unfortunately." Eternally annoyed at the lack of exotic materials.

"So it's not like it's a business plan that makes me lose money. You'll be back!" But until then, he's unrolling some parchment and taking sketches of the nasty end of the keyblade.

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May fliers and hard work!

May 12th, bro!

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