Leiline - Artificing Services at Reasonable Prices, I Think

[1r5]

A couple of flyers were posted up around the Waystone Inn, New Tannen, and Osrona. The former proprietor of the now-usurped Horrible Food Stand­™ seemed to have opened a small artificing business.

Need a weapon, some armour, or an enchantment?

Contact Leiline - I might be of service to you.

Most proceeds go to improving my craft.

The prices are listed below, along with a few notes.

Discounts will be applied depending on anvil provided, or materials given.

Weaponry - 500c

(For weaponry utilizing high-grade materials such as Nyeshk, Tyrium, or Arcanium, the price remains the same - but you must provide the materials)

Bluesteel Armour - 700c

Mythril Armour - 750c

(mythril is a BITCH to work with)

Runic Enchantments - 450c

(+50c for weapon enchantments w/o prerequisite materials (orichalcum, blue mercury)
Trauma kits - 1000c

(As is with weaponry, the price remains the same for an enhanced trauma kit, but you must provide the Arcanium. 700c discount if provided with all of the materials.)

Repairs and maintenance - 350c

For items of a more... unique variety, I can't say I'll be able to manufacture those on my own, but I'll be glad to provide assistance... at a hefty fee, of course.

Also, a gift of Arcanium is always welcome and may entitle you to several generous discounts.

Note: All are welcome to ask for my services, but I also retain the right to refuse whoever. Don't worry, though - this won't matter for 99% of people. Also keep in mind that I'm not trying to compete with anyone, by the way, so please don't send assassins my way. Also please don't stand outside of my house, that's creepy.

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Contact info:
Message Leiline in game, or approach her.

( ooc: i know my drawing is ass but i like it ;v; )

[1r5]

Some more flyers were posted, around the same locations as before - but now also including Novus. Rather unusual timing, with a certain... someone else's recent advertising.

Hi. Due to recent events, I would like to remind you that I am still offering my services. While I don't desperately need the money, I do wish for my friends to not get grievously wounded and all that with monkeys running around. Hence why I need the money. For certain materials.

The prices are listed below.

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The prices seem to have changed, although the notes have not.

Weaponry - 475c

(For weaponry utilizing high-grade materials such as Nyeshk, Tyrium, or Arcanium, the price remains the same - but you must provide the materials)

Armour - 500c

Runic Enchantments - 437c

(+50c for weapon enchantments w/o prerequisite materials (orichalcum, blue mercury))

Trauma kits - 1000c

(As is with weaponry, the price remains the same for an enhanced trauma kit, but you must provide the Arcanium. 700c discount if provided with all of the materials.)

Repairs and Maintenance - 325c

For items of a more unique variety, price will have to be discussed.

I would also like to remind you that I am, in fact, not Osronan, and, on request, and for no additional fee, I will give my weapons an unique name for its customer. (Customers are requested to divulge what magic they use for said unique name. I do not discriminate.)

Also, still, please do not send assassins my way. Likewise I also ask you to not stand outside of my house, as it is still creepy.

All are welcome to ask for my services, but I still retain the right to refuse whoever. Don't worry, though - this won't matter for 99% of people.

(message leiline in-game or approach her!)

[SentientVoid]

Hearing of these new prices from another source, Sabrione could only feel a bad sense of impending doom. A potential war of businessmen and business-women may start, and she absolutely hates the idea of fighting on two fronts. Those fronts, being New Tannen's current situation and the matter of competing against other franchises, who sell their artificing and alchemy services. She gets on her knees, looking up to the ceiling of the workshop, her arms outstretched.

Sabrione yells out one word from within, with sheer rage and anger. Those near the workshop that day would hear the Feral Cadet's agony in her voice, even through the walls.

"LEILIIIIINNNNEEEEEE!!!"

[1r5]

Words of the young artificer's outburst reached the ears of the Felinae, as she was busy outfitting a non-magi soldier.

"Aye, so wha' was it between ye an' that Sabrione lass with yer' flyers?"

"It was funny."

"...Givin' 'er an ulcer's funny?"

"Maaaaaybe. I do have to say, if you're still looking to have some other things done, she does do some fancy craftsmanship.

She's pretty good."

The Felinae artificer smirked.

"Mhm, mhm. Pretty... good."

[1r5]

Snow falls, in a harsh blizzard at the Coat.  While the people often stay inside, cooped up with blankets close to their fireplaces, one house continues frigid, without a fire.

The flames of the forge that laid in that abode no longer burn.

A young, blonde-haired woman in a maid outfit - the shopkeeper of the Horrible Food Stand approached the door of the house, and pasted something to it.

Leiline's final flyer.

She's dead.

- Aenjella of the Horrible Food Stand