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[curiositykilledthecats]

Who: Miah and anyone else!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Aboard the Huntress, if you really want it
When: Now

[Miah is looking into the camera, back to wearing her full plate armor to address the fleet.]

Good evening. I seek any in this fleet capable of smithing. It has been too long since I have held a sword, and I like not the feel of the so-called 'weapons' the Atroma have provided us. If any are capable of crafting a blade for me, or the tools and materials with which I may forge my own, I would be grateful. I lack the means to pay with coin, but I may offer payment in the form of labor or trade.

Thank you for listening.

Comments

Video;

[notkittenaround]

I fear I must needs write a tome of my own concoction, from my own remembrance. The tomes are not so easy to forge.

Video;

[curiositykilledthecats]

I would dare say writing a tome to be an easier task than forging a blade the likes of Hauteclaire.

Re: Video;

[notkittenaround]

Would you care to prove it so?

[ She does not look forward to handcrafting a book of such wealth, not when she has always paid for her tomes. ]

[curiositykilledthecats]

Should we find a forge, and some manner of alembic, I would not be opposed. Though I feel neither of us would win such a wager.

[notkittenaround]

I have naught to bet.

[ That irks her more than many things. ]

[curiositykilledthecats]

There is much more that can be wagered than gil.

[notkittenaround]

Yet none so easy as that.

[curiositykilledthecats]

I desire not coin, regardless.

[notkittenaround]

We shall see what comes of this.

[curiositykilledthecats]

... It does not bode well.

[notkittenaround]

Mayhaps we shall discover a planet that suits our need.

[curiositykilledthecats]

Wood is a scarce resource, much less a forge and metal. There is obsidian, but I cannot even get a macuahuitl, much less a proper blade.

[notkittenaround]

Perhaps I will find a fishing hole.

[curiositykilledthecats]

... At the next planet, or here?

[PLEASE TELL ME YOU ARE NOT GOING TO FISH OUT THE AIRLOCK]

[notkittenaround]

We shall see.

[curiositykilledthecats]

... If you find any fish in the ship, I will be most alarmed.

[notkittenaround]

Would it be far stranger than what else I have found?

[curiositykilledthecats]

I... suppose not.

[notkittenaround]

Perhaps we might find bone enough to suit our twin purpose.

[curiositykilledthecats]

If whatever strange creature you hook has bones.

[notkittenaround]

It would be best to hold no such hopes.

[curiositykilledthecats]

Quite. With our luck, you may hook some strange space-faring Primal.

[notkittenaround]

Tis space. It would be a space-faring Allag mechanical monstrosity, of that I have no doubt.

[curiositykilledthecats]

Perhaps another Dalamud, Primal trapped within the gears.

[notkittenaround]

We have moons a plenty.