"Ahhh I should put you in touch with Rory, then," Jigano nodded thoughtfully, and Isuma peeped happily at the name and the mental image that accompanied it through their bonded link. "He is a native of this place, and a fine hunter and leatherworker as well. He would know where to direct you for getting set up with tools, and perhaps one of the old workshops in the ruins that needs a bit of sprucing up, but could be made serviceable with a bit of time and work." And it least the work would be done in the warmth of Flowerbirth, rather than trying to fix walls and roofs in the cold snows of Deepfrost!
Isuma peered back at Are with bold interest, her snow-leopard tail waving behind her to help her balance as Jigano walked along. She reep?ed at him when he caught her eyes for a moment, then blinked in confusion when he looked away without reply. Didn't he know how the making-noises game went? He was supposed to make a noise back at her! Jigano chuckled at her consternation, reaching up to scratch at her ears in a soothing caress.
"The craftsman? I'm afraid I couldn't tell you," he said, a hint of regret in his voice. "On my world I was - well, I still am - a bard. A wandering scholar and entertainer, of sorts, among other things. These boots were once enchanted to fit any wearer and give them greater speed... but when I came through the portal between worlds all of my magical items were returned to, well 'normal.' So now they are simply a very well-crafted and sturdy pair of footwear. I bought them when I was passing through a city between one place and the next." No names had been exchanged, only gold. And quite a lot of gold, at that. But since the boots still fit and had remained neat and waterproof even without their magic, he supposed the original cobbler had indeed been a master of his craft.
Isuma peered back at Are with bold interest, her snow-leopard tail waving behind her to help her balance as Jigano walked along. She reep?ed at him when he caught her eyes for a moment, then blinked in confusion when he looked away without reply. Didn't he know how the making-noises game went? He was supposed to make a noise back at her! Jigano chuckled at her consternation, reaching up to scratch at her ears in a soothing caress.
"The craftsman? I'm afraid I couldn't tell you," he said, a hint of regret in his voice. "On my world I was - well, I still am - a bard. A wandering scholar and entertainer, of sorts, among other things. These boots were once enchanted to fit any wearer and give them greater speed... but when I came through the portal between worlds all of my magical items were returned to, well 'normal.' So now they are simply a very well-crafted and sturdy pair of footwear. I bought them when I was passing through a city between one place and the next." No names had been exchanged, only gold. And quite a lot of gold, at that. But since the boots still fit and had remained neat and waterproof even without their magic, he supposed the original cobbler had indeed been a master of his craft.
