Blackstone Foundry and Forge; Wednesday [04/29].

[special_rabbit]

Business-wise, this last semester had been a pretty quiet one for Amaya, which was always a little worrisome for her, because she always had an eye on the books and sometimes wondered if it was time to move on to somewhere a bit more prosperous, as much as she'd grown to like this odd little island town. But that also meant that Amaya had had loads of time for side projects, which meant that her current weapon inventory was looking pretty bloated. A sword here, an axe there, a steam-powered spinning rotating chainsaw at the other end of a halberd...these things added up remarkably quick! And, with this being the break between semesters, she decided to sort through some of it and try to make a little more room in the shop before the summer got going.

So out came the wood and the saws and the hammers as Amaya put together another sandwich board to put out in the street beside the open door and wide open front window:

End-of-Semester Blow-Out Sale!
STOCK UP FOR THE SUMMER!
50% off All MOST current weapons stock!
--or!--
75% off current weapons stock with any additional custom order

This week and next!

And Amaya nodded with satisfaction at the sign after she set it out, and then went back into the shop to go....make more weapons.

The Forge is open!

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[intraspective]

Look, you could never really have too many weapons. It was a science fact.

"I gotta ask," she said, wandering in, hands stuffed in her pockets. "Like, what's not for sale???????????????????"

Because she was curious.

[special_rabbit]

"The incredibly large shuriken on the wall there," said Amaya, without missing a beat, " and the great axe just a few weapons away from it. Those are statement pieces that I'm not willing to part with for anything but full price."

And them came the beat.

"And the Crumbler, too, of course," she added with a hitch of her thumb toward the machine in the corner. "I'm not parting with her at any price."

Which said a lot about her attachment to it, really.

Then she fixed Iris with a smile. "You in the market for some new steel?"

[intraspective]

"Always," Iris said easily. "Just a little more seriously than other times."

She was, though, going to look at that giant shuriken.

"Full price ain't bad to pay for quality," she observed. "Ain't sure that's any better than what I got though."

[special_rabbit]

Yeah, if Iris was angling to get Amaya to make a hard push for a sale that day, she'd definitely chosen the wrong weapon to focus on, as the small pause might have suggested to a particularly observat person. She drew in a slight breath, considering the obscenely large throwing star hesitantly before responding.

"I can't speak for the quality of what you've already god," she then said, offering Iris a nod, "and I'm a bit on the biased side to be speaking for my own, but there's plenty of people around here that could vouch for me, I imagine. And a large gash in a tree in the park that can attest for the quality of that particular weapon, though I reckon that's just about equal parts the weapon itself and the person behind it. I've got plenty of more traditionally sized throwing stars on hand, though, too; I keep a good supply around because I've got a customer who needs a restock on the regular, though I can easily put together a custom order on whatever size or specifications you might prefer for your own uses."