After the faerie finished with the tailoring and the near-miss cutting, Yasashiku gave Reed the exact amount that he needed in advance, plus the five for this one.
"Ah most impressive you guys are Exelent! Now keep our agreement in mind and ill be in when i need a new Gee thanks guys!"
Yasashiku turns arround and sees that the faries dispite there unushual tendencies to hurt eachother and smack there heads agenst things are Quite the Tailors.
"I am off guys thanks for everything im off to the local tavern see you when i see you!"
Yasashiku walks out the door extreamely happy with the results and the fact that he found awesome tailors to keep him fully stocked with clothing. as he hits the streets of Estark.
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"They may imprison me, break my bones, beat me up and even kill me but in the end they will have my dead body never my Obedience!" -Ghandi-
"Plains!" "Mountain!" "Forest!" "Island!" "Swamp!" "GO MAGIC!"
"By your mana combined, I am CAPTAIN MAGIC!"
"meditation brings wisdom, lack of meditation brings ignorance. know well what leads you forward and what holds you back." -Buddah-
"A warriors best Ally is his quick wits and a trusty sword." -unknown-
Erin, in a Clique-bought suit that has seen much better days, returns. There's rips that she had to sew back up without much of a clue as to what she was doing. There are stains. There are smaller tears she didn't get to. There's some blood. There's some water damage. All in all, the suit looks bad. And don't even get me started on the mask.
So the mime comes back in to see if she can get some repairs done.
"Don't worry," Nesen says, flying off, calling back to Erin. "I'll have you fixed up in a jiffy! Well... two jiffies. Maybe three. Might want to take those off so we can clean 'em up."
He comes back, lugging a bucket full of water through the air, his wings flapping madly, mumbling something along the lines of "Stupid Leesie... Stupid Selina... Dragging them off to do mother's errands..."
Erin quickly grabs one and slips into a dressing room. Wrapping the robe/shirt around her and trying to tie it off with... Something so she can hand her ruined clothing to the faerie.
Meren takes out the clothes, and with a few small spells, dries it off. "Alrighty, this'll take a little while. Feel free to take a peek around the shop in case you need something." He starts to repair the rips and tears with really tiny stitching.
There are several random trinkets. Something that looks like a jester's scepter. A pair of glasses with a rather strange nose attached. A deck of playing cards with instructions for games like "Fifty-Two Pickup."
Erin kind of passes over the glasses. While it makes her grin, its not her style. The scepter, on the other hand, has been something she's missing. She didn't even think about when she was in her least time. And the cards make her pause before grinning even more.
"There you go!" the little faerie shouts. "Almost as good as new."
He flies over, holding the outfit. The cuts are almost completely unnoticeable. One would have to be looking for them to spot the faint markings of where a faerie carefully stitched together individual strands to fix the cloth.
The girl winces as she hears the first bit. Court jester? Really nice? That could be...
Oh.
That price is okay, then. She gladly lets go of the two gold and goes back to the dressing room to change again. Then she comes back out, looking better than ever. With a scepter, even!
After the faerie finished with the tailoring and the near-miss cutting, Yasashiku gave Reed the exact amount that he needed in advance, plus the five for this one.
"Plains!" "Mountain!" "Forest!" "Island!" "Swamp!" "GO MAGIC!"
"By your mana combined, I am CAPTAIN MAGIC!"
"meditation brings wisdom, lack of meditation brings ignorance. know well what leads you forward and what holds you back." -Buddah-
"A warriors best Ally is his quick wits and a trusty sword." -unknown-
The girl, however, picks up a large mirror and stands it up so that Yasashiku can admire his reflection.
Yasashiku turns arround and sees that the faries dispite there unushual tendencies to hurt eachother and smack there heads agenst things are Quite the Tailors.
"I am off guys thanks for everything im off to the local tavern see you when i see you!"
Yasashiku walks out the door extreamely happy with the results and the fact that he found awesome tailors to keep him fully stocked with clothing. as he hits the streets of Estark.
"Plains!" "Mountain!" "Forest!" "Island!" "Swamp!" "GO MAGIC!"
"By your mana combined, I am CAPTAIN MAGIC!"
"meditation brings wisdom, lack of meditation brings ignorance. know well what leads you forward and what holds you back." -Buddah-
"A warriors best Ally is his quick wits and a trusty sword." -unknown-
After a few minutes of heated discussion, five burst out. One, Vera, turns to shout in the door: "Remember to put up the new sign!"
Another minute passes, and Nesen comes out, and puts a new sign on the door:
Faerie Spells from Lorwyn
130g/180g/230g
Can't get them cheaper than here!
So the mime comes back in to see if she can get some repairs done.
My helpdesk should you need me.
My helpdesk should you need me.
My helpdesk should you need me.
He comes back, lugging a bucket full of water through the air, his wings flapping madly, mumbling something along the lines of "Stupid Leesie... Stupid Selina... Dragging them off to do mother's errands..."
My helpdesk should you need me.
My helpdesk should you need me.
My helpdesk should you need me.
After a bit of scrubbing and magical cleansing, he says "Walkers! What'd you do to this thing!"
Then at his question, she makes a 'big' gesture. Arms way out. And then a tentacle-y gesture with her fingers.
My helpdesk should you need me.
He glances at Erin, and raises an eyebrow.
"Nevermind, I don't want to know."
Meren takes out the clothes, and with a few small spells, dries it off. "Alrighty, this'll take a little while. Feel free to take a peek around the shop in case you need something." He starts to repair the rips and tears with really tiny stitching.
My helpdesk should you need me.
My helpdesk should you need me.
He flies over, holding the outfit. The cuts are almost completely unnoticeable. One would have to be looking for them to spot the faint markings of where a faerie carefully stitched together individual strands to fix the cloth.
My helpdesk should you need me.
He flies over to the counter, dragging the costume. "Repairs, deck of cards, scepter... I think all this can go for two gold."
Oh.
That price is okay, then. She gladly lets go of the two gold and goes back to the dressing room to change again. Then she comes back out, looking better than ever. With a scepter, even!
My helpdesk should you need me.