Magic Bullets [Padexin/Silv- Closed]

Note: This thread is an import from the old Zetaboards site. The original thread can be found here

Tourmaline walked towards the McCrae residence, happy to finally be done with Goibniu's bullets. She had the bullets he'd given her, plus a handwritten paper of the enchantment she'd used, so he could commission other enchanters to make more if he needed to. She was less than happy with the result, but didn't want to keep Goibniu waiting any longer. Mostly because she couldn't explain entirely how it was done, just that it worked.

When she got to Goibniue's house, Tourmaline knocked on the door, hoping she wouldn't have to meet Goibniu's father again. That guy gave her the willies. "Hello? It's Tourmaline, I've got your enchanted stuff."

If Tourmaline were to listen, she'd hear the sound of footsteps coming from inside the room. But the footsteps were suttle enough to tell that they didn't come from someone with a bulky built, but someone smaller. Coincidentally, no other sound was heard, which would be odd given how the lower level of the house doubled as a blacksmith forge. Could Esarg not be working today? It was a suspicious thought that'd soon be addressed when the door opened, revealing Goibniu in his regular attire.

"Greetings Madame Cardona!" He said, his hand stretching up for a handshake. "I'm glad to see you here. You finished working on the bullets?" Goibniu noticed the small bag she was holding, it didn't seem damaged at all, which meant that the bullets wouldn't be harmful to the touch, thankfully.

Tourmaline took his hand. "Yes, thankfully. It's a bit of a rush job, but I think you'll be happy with the results. May I come in?" She gestured to the doorway, wondering for a moment if she was committing social faux pas by asking. It was something she wondered a lot.

Even still, she certainly didn't want to stand out on the street all day.

It was a very easy-to-miss detail, but Goibniu's moustache moved a bit as Tourmaline asked to enter. Not exactly because she was unwelcomed, but because he felt he'd need to test her bullets, and the house, despite the smith area being rather open, was still too cramped to do some proper testing. But perhaps Tourmaline just needed to rest her weary legs from travelling?

"Ah, sure Madam!" He said, opening the door to let her in. The first she'd notice is that the first area of the house was modified to be Esarg's workstation. The area was pretty open, showing a few weapons and armors on display, a forge, an anvil, and a desk that had various notes and schematics on it. To the rightmost section, there was a staircase, and to the left of it, a hallway which lead to the 'home'. "Let me show you our humble home." He added, as he closed the door behind her, and motioned her to follow him to the hallway.

At the other end of the hallway, there was a dining room, with a circular table at the center. Goibniu got close to one of the chairs, and moved it so that she could sit. "Would you desire to savour a cup of tea?"