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[A little vessel peeks their head into your shop. They check the sign again before walking in, staying very close to the doorway.]
"Hello bell-bug...? You do weapon fixing, right?"
- @blossoming-vessel
"Tarano, Hello! Indeed I do! Fix weapons, that is. Is yours in need of a Pinmaster's claw?"
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[A weaver walks into your Bellhome]
Hello! You seem to be a Pinsmith, if your sign is correct. I have a nail, though it isn't very well kept. I've not used it in eons.
It's also made of pack ice. I was wondering if you could give me tips to restore it, or you could restore it yourself?
- @weaverhalcyan
"Bonva, good bug! Indeed I am a Pinmaster! Now, let me see this nail of yours.."
[He pauses and stares at the nail for a moment..]
"Welly'o.. Eons seems an understatement... Rarely do I see a blade so neglected. Though, it is not beyond help!"
"You said it's made of packed ice, yes? I may be able to assist in this restoration, alongside a few notes for you on how to care for this weapon! Welly, I don't tend to keep ice within my bellhome, but I assume you know where some may be? The first step of bringing this nail back to it's ideal shine is to fill in the cracks and holes, so it may be shaped as needed!"
you see a mite in your home forge the most beautiful weapon you ever seen
"Ah! How did such a thing enter my bellhome! Let alone Bellhart! Shoo, little thing, I won't have you messing with anything within these walls!...."
"Tarano.. Welly now... this is some of.. no.. the greatest craftsbugship I've seen to date! The pristine edge of the blade.. The fantastic weight distribution.. The hilt, not too short but not too long.. Mite.. I'd be remiss if I simply sent you away after seeing this work of art and sheer talent! I apologize, you are not a mere thing! You, my friend, are a genius! Bonva, you simply must stay! Allow your craft to shine more! Surely from whichever region you came from, there are no whetstones nor metals for you to forge with! I've all the resources you'd ever need!"
*random old bug start talking to you*
that is hallownest nail and i remember that old model of nails
they ware use for practise
"How interesting! So their dulled edges are more intentional than I'd once thought! Old as they are, a Pinmaster as myself should be able to grant these nails a new life! Welly now, let's see how much finer these blades may become!"
you hear the sound metal falling and you look behind your back and you see 1 million Old Nails
"Ah! Hm.. Damaged and dulled as they are, the make of these weapons is unlike anything I've yet seen! Save for that gleaming blade the red hero had me work on, but even then they are still quite dissimilar! I must restore these.. What might they be called.. P'raps a customer may know! Yes! Welly now, it seems this Pinmaster has quite a bit of work ahead of him yet!"
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Bonva! What wonder? What wish?
"...None? None at all? Welly'o, you have myself sharpen this dilapidated pin of yours, and you expect Plinney to not request a commission? Havast!"
Plinney's antennae droop as he stands across from a frantic bug, whom they've both recently learned is dirt broke. His claws rest over their newly polished pin laid on the counter between them.
"I er.. forgot these kinds of things needed rosaries.."
"here! uhmm.." The poor bug digs through their pouch, before retrieving a certain device. "my phone! A pin for a phone, heh! That should be good enough, right?"
"You deem this an apt payment?.. Very well, allow this Pinmaster time to inspect it, then he shall decide if you'll leave with your weapon."
A tense moment passes, silent, save for the occasional tapping of claw on glass. Then, a sigh from Plinney.
"Ahh.. while unconventional, this bug will accept your payment. Just this once! Run along now, and may your pin be sharpened to your liking!"
After the desperate customer bows out, the Pinmaster steps into the back area of his bellhome where he sleeps. He sits upon the bed, getting comfortable as he further explores this new device.
