Blackstone Foundry and Forge; Saturday [03/30].

[special_rabbit]

Being the newest member of the prestigious Foot Clan, this Foot Recruit knew she had to prove herself worthy and capable, and, sometimes, clearly, that meant taking on a few less-than-glamorous jobs that were likely to be boring and lacking in sufficient action. She really wanted to just crack some skulls for the glory of the Foot Clan, but it seemed that this was not in the cards for her quite yet. If she was honest, when she woke up, uncertain where she was but clearly placed there as some sort of test, she wasn't entirely sure what her assignment was supposed to be, until, after a good deal of time stalking around upstairs and searching for clues and/or enemies, she found her way downstairs, caught the wall absolutely covered in weapons and a few other things scattered around what looked like a blacksmith's shop, and it all made sense to her now.

Of course. They'd claimed the place for the Foot Clan, and she was supposed to keep tabs on everything and protect this new arsenal at all costs!

"Foot CLAAAAAN!" she shouted, leaping down from the top of the stairs with grace and....exhuberance, sparing absolutely no time in snatching up the nearest weapon soon ater landing and appreciating the fine work before giving it a few swings around the more open space of the room.

And that's when she discovered the work table covered in throwing stars and knives.

Ohhh, she was going to like this assignment. And pity to any fool who thought themselves cute to try and claim this arsenal for themselves.

Which, really, she hoped at least someone would. It seemed like such a waste to have all these weapons and not get to use them, really, now. Especially for the GLORY of the FOOT CLAN!!!

[[ the shop isn't open, but this post sure is ]]

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[1000yearstoolate]

Oh, those flips were just showing off, Seivarden though, and then..

Oh no, the axe.

"Of course I am. Don't you need weapons?"

She hoped the axe would still be in good shape after this weekend.

[special_rabbit]

OH, they were totally showing off. But the Foot Recruit was good at them, so why the heck not? She really felt the need to prove herself, after all, and an excellent display of needless flips was just one effective strategy to do so.

She considered the question, and the arsenal that they had clearly already secured for themselves, and then considered the weapons this person had brought in.

"These are to add to the collection?" she guessed, still sounding skeptical, eyes narrowed with her doubt.

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden snorted. "What else would they be for?"

She got to her feet. "Well, then, now that you have them I'll be off.