[10:04 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: Morning of Jan 27
Ping. Ping. Ping.
A hammer struck hot metal against an anvil, banging it into the shape of building materials.
Mahealani set down the hammer, and let the tongs holding the hot metal release it and setting it beside the hammer.
She'd managed to impress the one of Inetsu's smith, so he'd given her a job helping forge materials for rebuilding and let her stay in his spare room until she has to leave town.
After a short respite, she wiped her brow and returned to banging the metal into shape.(edited)
[7:26 PM] Kwakadoooooo: The beating of wings kicks up some of the dust outside the forge, while a boisterous ballad fills the room.
"I-e-i-eeeeee!"
The hooves of a pitch-black pegasus set down in front of the doorway, and a barefoot, black-skinned man hops to the side. Over his shoulder is a silken sack heavy from the gold coins filling it.
"I-e-i-oooooo~"
His song dies down as he enters the forge, with a smile that masks any hint of his involvement with the siege of the Shishinden at the heart of the city. A little falsehood was just the weapon to help restore this city.
The dark-skinned Dwabi looks around, spotting a woman already hard at work. He greets her with an incomprehensible phrase.
"Kwemo, Woushati."
[7:28 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: Mahe looks up after a moment, realizing she's being addressed, "I'm sorry?"
She pauses her smithing momentarily to return a quizzical look to the rider.
[7:44 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "Ah, forgive me, ha ha ha. This is the forge of the...rebuilding, yes?" Sula rolls his sack-burdened shoulder a little, giving a polite nod.
[7:45 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: "One of them, yes," Mahe nods, "Right now I'm making structural nails."
[7:47 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "Yes, yes, the nails!" Sula nods again as if that were the answer he'd come for. "Your timing is in the right rhythm, miss. I am Sula, a man of deliverance and defiance."
[7:49 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: "Mahealani, a traveling smith from the Water Tribe," Mahe replies, putting the hammer under her arm and pulling off a forge glove to offer a handshake, "What can I do for you?"
[7:53 PM] Kwakadoooooo: Sula returns the gesture with a little too much force, though hardly uncomfortable against a crafter's grip. "The people of Khlin are, very pleased, with your work."
With his other hand, Sula tosses the sack onto the counter, and a few of the gold coins spill out. "This is for more materials, you see."(edited)
[7:57 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: "Really?" Mahe tips her head, "This isn't even my forge, I'm just staying here while I'm in town."
[8:00 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "Oh...I see." Sula gives a quizzical look. "This must be for your master, then. But what brought you to In-tetsu, at a time like this?"
[8:02 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: "Its built around the crater of a fallen star. Figured there'd be some skilled smiths around to learn from," Mahe shrugged.
[8:04 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "Ma Kato...then perhaps you have come to follow the legend....of Sableshell." The man's pale, silvery eyes look over her attire, trying to discern her origins.
[8:09 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: Gods, is this how people feel when mom throws random bits of Aquan into her speech?
"Uhm... No?" Mahe tipped her head again, "Forgive my ignorance, but what's that?"
[8:13 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "Well...he was a great man, who came from a great people. You would probably call them....the Water Tribe?" Barely familiar with them himself, Sula gestures cordially, giving the stranger time to indicate how informed she was with the mysterious tribe.
[8:20 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: "Uhm..." Mahe's head remained tipped, "I believe I would have heard of him, if he's as famous a Water Tribe smith as you say. Being a Water Tribe smith myself and all."
[8:22 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "You too, are from the Water Tribe?!" Sula's eyes widen. "Ba-bi...it is so far from here. Such a strange fate."
[8:24 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: "As I said, I'm a traveling smith. My goal is to learn the different styles where I can, and become a master smith," Mahe nodded.
[8:30 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "A quest for knowledge of every land..."
Sula smiles, remembering a certain outlaw boy with similar ambitions.
"I have not been much further east than this. Are the different styles truly so different?"
[8:33 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: "Mmm. Not too different, mostly. Just smaller details, but the general process appears to be the same in most cases," Mahe shook her head. At this point she pulls down the cloth covering her lower faace to make speaking easier and clearer
[9:00 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "Well." Sula lets his smile slip away for a few moments. "Do take care, while you stay here. These are dangerous times, for anyone in Khlin."
[9:01 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: "I'll probably be moving on in a short while, honestly. Unfortunately, there's not a 'great smith' around here that I've heard of."
[9:03 PM] Kwakadoooooo: Sula brings a palm slowly aside, toward the door. "Most of the building was the work of Sableshell's family...but their leader is dead and their power is gone. Truly, it is no time for...master smiths."
[9:04 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: "I'll help where I can before moving on, but I can't stay here forever," Mahe sighed, nodding.
[9:12 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "Perhaps in ten years, you would come back to a better Khlin." The Dwabi speaks it as a sort of hopeful proclamation, a prayer to whatever powers have taken this land now, that something good might come of this war.
[9:13 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: "In ten years I hope to be back home with my family and my people," Mahe states, "So I don't think I will, unfortunately."
[9:18 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "Ha ha, a good goal, a good goal." Sula folds his hands together. "None greater than home...truly."
[9:19 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: "What of yourself?" Mahe shoots back.
[9:20 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "Sula-u?"
An eyebrow raises.
"...I have no home, anymore. So I must be accept hi-wati...the little goals, in life."
[9:22 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: "Why not make a home?" Mahe added.
[9:23 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "Perhaps." A somber smile slides over his face. "But for that, one must find the right land."
[9:27 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: "Then why aren't you looking right now?" Mahe smirked.
[9:29 PM] Kwakadoooooo: Sula chuckles at her retort. "The little goals have a way of...growing, over time. The story would keep you here past your deadline, ha ha ha."
[9:30 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: "Maybe I'll just have to tail you until you can tell me all of them, then," Mahe grins.
[9:35 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "You have business with the royal-ti of Freyzen-wald, then...My wings go with them."
[9:36 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: "Royalty? What's the third high prince of what's a fuck have to do with two foreigners?"
[9:39 PM] Kwakadoooooo: Sula runs a hand through his dark hair, in a gesture somewhat resmbling a facepalm. "The waters of time flow deeper than we can see...and they took you this far, yes?"
[9:40 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: What?
"I guess so, but that doesn't answer my question."
[9:42 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "Baun-tyi-un," the Dwabi chastises. "It is the same currents that brought Sula-a into the service of a foreign queen...twice, you could say."
[9:44 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: "What, so you're the queen's guard? Then what're you doing in a smith's shop tossing gold around?"
[9:46 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "Hard to guard a Queen, that no one can find...ha ha ha." Sula gives a stupid smirk, aware of the absurdity of the situation. "But a broken road is easy to see."
[9:48 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: "Gods, you're serious aren't you?" Mahe scoffed, "Well, now I think I gotta tail you for those campfire stories."
[9:51 PM] Kwakadoooooo: Sula lifts a palm in warning. "Only if you are careful not to fall in the fire yourself."
[9:52 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: "I'm Water Tribe. The flame's just go out if I fall in," Mahe snickered.
[10:02 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "Dyo-u?" Sula sighs at the girl. "...Perhaps. But whatever the path, we both have much work ahead, yes?" Sula motions to a pile of finished nails. "I can deliver these, if you wish."
[10:03 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: "Just let me count em up first, so I know how many more I need to make," Mahe nodded.
[10:05 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "Very nice." The Dwabi clasps his dark, tattooed hands together as he waits.
[10:07 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: She counts out the pile of finished nails, discarding one that'd bent somehow, "Here you are."
[10:09 PM] Kwakadoooooo: Sula takes the nails, stowing them in his robe. "Kwemo, Ma-hi." He starts off towards the door.
[10:10 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: She pulls her coverings back on, returning to the blazing forge.
[10:17 PM] Kwakadoooooo: From there, Sula and Shimi fly away, descending into the slums to help with the repairs. He was certain that the officials he'd been instructed to bring that bribe money to wouldn't miss it...but meeting another Water Tribesman was certainly unexpected.
[10:18 PM] Appa | Very Lewd: Hope he doesn't avoid now, sorta do want those stories.
[10:30 PM] Kwakadoooooo: ====END RP====
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