Walking Duana was immediately aware that there were two people in the building, the man stood before her matching her quizzical look and an ananke who appeared to be guarding the shop.
Duana wiggled her eyebrows at a thought she chose not to voice. The elf stirred her right hand, which was supporting the torn fabric of her robe that threatened to show the world more than it bargained for. "I need this fixed."
Without a care for the presence of either Vivian or her bodyguard, Duana removed her robes, beneath which she was wearing nothing but a pair of undergarments for her nether-regions. She held out the robes towards Vivian for a trade.
Vivian made the trade without so much as a blush, in fact Duana felt no mind upon her in her undergarments. Vivian slumped into a chair and quickly set about repairing the tear, matching the colour of thread almost perfect and slipping a simple iron needle between the fabric.
The murr korp guard seemed to be more focused on Duana, certainly, but his blank expression made it difficult to tell if it was lust or diligence that kept his eye.
Vivian- There! All finished.
Vivian handed back the robe, Duana had to look very closely to even see where the damage had once been.
**An obfuscated Kiku ambled in to deBourgh's, she was looking for the tailor himself, his reputation was spreading around the cities faster than a Sylvanite changed dress shirts.**
**When Legato's imbue had been completed, Kiku presented Vivian with:
Spun Starlight - A long bolt of breathtaking umbral cloth, silvered black with a rippling aurora of dark blue and midnight purple that seems to gracefully dance across the cloth's surface. Contains powerful magics of movement, grace and poise.
Kiku - Mssr. deBourgh, I'd like this lovely piece of cloth tailored into a Hooded-Cowl leaving a long bolt off the face cover that streams around and down my back like a cloak would. Through the brow, if you could sew a toughed (leather) section into a segmented forehead protector, leaving four small gem-like incisions, two diagonally at the eyebrows and two diagonally from them, about eye level, I would love you for it.
Vivian- Hi there, can I help you with anything?
Vivian- Vivian deBourgh at your service.
Vivian- My father, grandfather, great grandfather and so forth were all named Vivian. It was commonly a boys name when the tradition started.
Vivian- There! All finished.
Vivian handed back the robe, Duana had to look very closely to even see where the damage had once been.
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
Vivian- Some days really are busier than others. How can I help you guys?
**He held up a metallic, roughly ovoid orb.**
Legato - "It's not your usual Lutharin Crystal, but it should work the same. I think? Either way I'm willing to chance it."
**He slipped his sword out of its ribbon sling, putting both it and the egg down on the counter.**
Vivian- I've imbued weirder things, still, fingers crossed anyway. That'll run 60 gold.
Legato - "If you happen to come across a vengeful ghost during the enchanting, I'd be fine with you burning it away. Just for the record."
Vivian- What- no... actually I don't want to know.
Vivian disappeared into the back and returned a short while later with Legato's blade, freshly imbued.
Spun Starlight - A long bolt of breathtaking umbral cloth, silvered black with a rippling aurora of dark blue and midnight purple that seems to gracefully dance across the cloth's surface. Contains powerful magics of movement, grace and poise.
Kiku - Mssr. deBourgh, I'd like this lovely piece of cloth tailored into a Hooded-Cowl leaving a long bolt off the face cover that streams around and down my back like a cloak would. Through the brow, if you could sew a toughed (leather) section into a segmented forehead protector, leaving four small gem-like incisions, two diagonally at the eyebrows and two diagonally from them, about eye level, I would love you for it.
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.