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Date Posted: 16:33:35 11/06/01 Tue
Author: Fyre
Subject: ~reply~
In reply to: Connor 's message, "~..:Consideration:..~" on 14:07:25 11/06/01 Tue

"A little bit. Mostly nails and a few horseshoes. I can refit objects easily without putting them back on the forge, a couple of my previous employers had me handle some blacksmithing while they dealt with the horse's owner and the armor... But mostly I made nails... Day in, day out... I still got a good supply of them, just incase my horse lost a shoe on my trip..."
~she gestures to a pouch with a sigh. Nails were rather dull... But they were handy, no doubts... She begins to look slightly nervous, head watching the grass now, watching her hand. She smiled as she traced a finger across her hand, in it's wake leaving a small line of flame. Not too high, but then again, she didn't feel like scorching her potential employer. She was just toying around. She extended her hand towards him slightly, opening a fist to show him a small ball of fire balanced neatly on her palm, blazing happily~
"This is a mere part of my talent. He's only a little flame. I can handle bigger works, as well..."

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-Meow crouches, swatting playfully at Aidan as he darts closer, imitating him in doglike ways as he plays before settling into the catlike game of play-swatting-

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