Seventh Sin - Make me strong, down you go, suffer long, down you go [Video]

[antivanleather]

[The feed opens with Zevran sitting across from the journal, various leather made wares set out before him. Gloves of various kinds, a coat or two, belts embossed and dyed, wristbands, water bottles and other wares are arranged for optimal viewing. All have a similar style to them, an artful richness to the embossing, embroidering, and dye.]

Good Evening, Luceti.

[He offers the feed a winning smile and a loose, fluid gesture to the assortmant of leather wares, a bit of a 'there you have it' in the motion.]

As I've had plenty of time on my hands the past few months and the means to do so I've made a few items too many while experimenting with different techinques of leather working and find I've a talent for it. The workmanship is solid if I do say so myself and I would be willing to do custom orders if you wished for something more lasting and complicated. If you see anything here that you like, please let me know and I will wrap and send it to you. If you want something made for a special occasion let me know where to meet with you so we may discuss the particulars. I promise I am quite discreet-

[There's a loud, somewhat unpleasant squwacks from just offcamera. Zevran sighs and mutters under his breath in Antivan, reaching behind him to lift up an ungainly lump of grey down and flailing limbs. The little raven screeches once he rolls about Zevran's palm, nipping at his fingers.]

This little uccello's name is Savio. He is not much to look at, I know, but he's a clever thing for a mass of feathers and talons. Perhaps in another month he will be more handsome, yes?

Comments

[Written]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

I see. I take it the wildlife population in the forests are stable enough for occasional hunting?

[Written]

[antivanleather]

As we come into spring, quite. I know myself and at least two others have been hunting regularly for about a year and some change.

[Written]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

[Good to know.]

Do you guys ever trade the meat?

[Written]

[antivanleather]

Katniss salts and stores hers- I store a fair share and give the rest to the tavern for their needs. The last thing I would want is to waste the beast.

[Written]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

[Tavern? Ah, probably Good Spirits. Maybe there's a good reason to visit if they're getting fresh meat.]

I see.

By the way, is that a crow or raven?

[Written]

[antivanleather]

A raven. I recieved the egg as a gift from the Malnosso and he has hatched into a truly hedios and yet oddly charming creature.

[Written]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

I've always liked ravens. Intelligent animals. I'm sure he'll grow up to be a handsome bird.

[Written]

[antivanleather]

As soon as his proper feathers start to grow in he'll be less of a horrid, noisy thing. Though I am charmed by his cleverness- he has already learned to mimic laughter.

[Written]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

Quite impressive. I've heard they can mimic words too.

Re: [Written]

[antivanleather]

He has not yet done so; but soon? I think he might. It would make for an interesting household whenever that day comes.