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Glancing around at the interior as Oliver described the changes he wanted to make, Amun nodded. "No need to apologize." He spoke in a distracted tone. "Something I've found useful is putting finished pieces on display. It gives people an idea what kinds of goods you can make, even if they're coming to commission something specific."
His eyes flicked back to the blacksmith as he responded to the potter's words. "Fair enough. But Deimos didn't have a problem accepting me when I was just starting out, and the Guild has lots of supplies to help you establish yourself. Plus, it gives you a sort of built-in stamp of approval." Shrugging, he smiled. Chuckling at the other man's offer, the Ascended shook his head. "Not right now. I'm good on nails."
His eyes flicked back to the blacksmith as he responded to the potter's words. "Fair enough. But Deimos didn't have a problem accepting me when I was just starting out, and the Guild has lots of supplies to help you establish yourself. Plus, it gives you a sort of built-in stamp of approval." Shrugging, he smiled. Chuckling at the other man's offer, the Ascended shook his head. "Not right now. I'm good on nails."
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
