☠ 004; voice (backdated to the ninth)

[miscreant]

[Seviilia is hardly fit for any sort of video communication, and so her ghostly tones come across the network mostly in monotone, absent of her usual sadistic brand of glee. Its been a tough month in lockdown.

But she's been busy the past twenty four hours with Koltira Paroleweaver. No sense in wasting resources.]

Should anyone have need of fur, I am in possession of excess.

You will need to bring your own skinning knife. You are of course welcome to the meat as well, but I would not suggest harvesting any of it unless you are capable of cleansing disease.

If you head south from the landing point, I am not difficult to miss.

[ooc: Open log here.]

Comments

[totallytrustworthy]

...okay, definitely not the sort of pelts I was hoping for. Have anything classier by any chance? [Stranglethorn tiger furs? Eecheyakee?]

[miscreant]

Fresh out, I'm afraid.

[She sounds amused.]

I do not deal in skinning typically. I am much more proficient in jewelcrafting. But the yeti fur is white. I am certain you could do something interesting with it if you truly desired.

[totallytrustworthy]

Ah. Same as Koltira, then. Tell you what, you craft me a necklace and I'll let you off the hook for my current lack of a fur coat. [That doesn't mean she's not still thinking about the yeti fur, though. Difficult to decide if she wants to wear the fur of something that-- you know-- terrorized her and her mates back home.]

[miscreant]

Oh?

[Koltira cuts gems? Learn something new every day.]

Find me a proper gem and perhaps I will consider it.

[She's sure she can pilfer metal from somewhere around here.]

[totallytrustworthy]

Oh that's no fun. Koltira had a few on him when he turned up [In addition to one hell of a lot of gold.] you mean to tell me your pockets are empty?

[miscreant]

My armor was slightly compromised, as you might recall.

[She has one gem -- the purple one set in her earing. But you don't want that, Chloe.]

[totallytrustworthy]

Last I checked your armor wasn't made of gemstones.

[miscreant]

Not completely comprised of them, no -- that would be impractical. It had a few. My general point was that the majority of my materials were left back with it -- or in Exsilium shortly before our departure from the timeline.

[She's actually kind of annoyed about the whole thing. But a sack of gems were the last thing on her mind then.]

I'm sure you can find something worthwhile if you put your mind to it.

[totallytrustworthy]

Had to hold out for hope that you'd tell me it was something just as valuable. [Chloe Frazer: makes friends, protects friends-- and then fleeces said friends.]

But if I've got to go digging about for something nice I suppose I'd better start sooner rather than later.

[miscreant]

Oh no, dear. You don't want a thing to do with dreadplate. Dripping with dark magic and the like, you know.

[We won't even talk about where Saronite comes from.]

But do let me know if you find yourself in the market for any of my current fur stock, won't you?

[totallytrustworthy]

...On second thought, never mind. [God, she hates magic.]

But I'll send you a few referrals if I find anyone out looking.

[miscreant]

I thought not.

[You can almost hear the way her lips curl into her usual sharktooth grin.]

Don't trouble yourself. If the fur does not get claimed, then it will merely rot here. As far as jewelcrafting goes...well. You are welcome to do as you wish in that regard. Not everything I touch is tainted, you know.

[Just most of it.]

[totallytrustworthy]

I'll try to remember that. Good luck, love.