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Fluffesu rolled 1 100-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-100)
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 Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2017 9:41 am
Character || Teslaron
Stage || Hoarder (3)
Crafting || Accessories, Glasses
Crafting Stat || 50 + 7 = 57
Difficulty || 16
Roll Needed || 10 - 100
Rolled || 14
Outcome || Success
Experience earned || 16 + 20 (customization) = 36
Word Count Required || 500
Total WC || 535
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Fluffesu rolled 2 100-sided dice:
13, 78
Total: 91 (2-200)
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2017 9:44 am
Customizing || Glasses
Luck Stat || 19 + 2 = 21
Item Durability || 18
Rolls Needed || 90 - 100
Rolled || 13, 78
Outcome || Fail
Resulting Item Tier || N/A
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2017 11:38 am
It wasn't often that Teslaron found himself alone in the marketplace. Usually he had Adenah or Annatha with him or he would specifically make it a point to join Malila and Talori during their market excursions. Today, unfortunately, he didn't have the excuse of company to keep him distracted from the goings on of the merchants. The twins were old enough to piddle about with their mother, and Malila and Talori were at the tavern while Lila brought home the coin. He could go bother them there, if he was really desperate for attention... But he had a few thing to pick up first and enough time to kill to keep him from rushing.
Every now and then, when he was paying enough attention to care, Tes realized how different things were between now and when he'd been a boy. Back in his youngest years, these market squares were filled with nothing but Obans and their slaves, not that any of the Matorians had actually taken part in the selling of goods at that time.
But they did now. Many of those that came to Oba took part in those sort of dealings, now. Shifters from the west, nomads from the north, Matorians from the east, and Yaeli from the south. To him, it was the southerners that look the most peculiar. He was familiar with the Alkidike's strangeness, but the Yaeli were still far from common in these lands. Somehow, they all looked cursed, with their black crystals and practically soulless eyes.
When he could help it, he avoided them. It wasn't as if his interactions with any Yaeli thus far had been especially positive, as most of them seemed naturally distant and cold, anyway. Unless they were merchants, apparently. Peddling wares must have the same strategy regardless of where it was learned, because the few Yaeli merchants in Oba were as loud and boisterous as the others. One such man touted that he had 'a magical cure for blindness.'
Teslaron didn't think he was especially easy to swindle, and if he hadn't been alone, he wouldn't have stopped, because a 'magical' cure for anything sounded unreasonable, especially when the 'cure' was a blob of uncut glass.
Glass cured nothing. It was just a sharp, hazardous material to try and force to coexist with toddlers.
But his girlfriend, Dris'rynne was completely blind in one eye, and the mother of his daughter, Malila was permanently scarred in both of hers. If he had the opportunity to fix that, for either of them, he didn't see why a couple coins couldn't go toward the effort. The merchant showed him a pair of 'glasses,' that Tes had no experience with, and gave him a rudimentary lesson on glass cutting.
Unfortunately, a 'rudimentary' knowledge of a thing proved to not be adequate in the creation of magical artifacts. After two hours spent with his glass blob and a specific set of cutting tools that he'd also been sold at a very reasonable rate, Teslaron deemed that most of his materials seemed to be... ruined. Just plain ruined. He still didn't understand the 'art' of crafting, but as far as he could tell, he was no good at it.
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