The Royal Artificery Society - IC

[WindStruck]

Oh. That Dukkear. Shandara must have misremembered his name slightly. It all started to make some sense now, and she blushed a bit. For all the cunning and ruthlessness drow people typically had, the stories they made up about this person were quite contrary and embarrassing. They were simply crazy, and she was skeptical that he even existed. For instance, there was no way anyone could throw a bomb and kill fifty soldiers with it before it exploded...

And now, Shandara was actually wondering if this dwarf was who he even said he was. Was it just a name he chose to try to sound more intimidating?

Either way, he had a request, so she needed to consider that. She was trying to rack her brain and remember if she had any projects or commitments going on. She thought she was available. So the next thing to do was probe what this commission was.

"I.. believe I am available.." Shandara begins cautiously. "But I am curious about what your project entails..."