open to all;

[swordboning]

Who: Archer swordboning and YOU. (Maybe Athena too)
When: December 15th and on
Where: Right here where you need him. At least in the streets.
What: Golden Archers is sadly open. Come get your top tier food of choice.
Rating/Warning: Nah.


[Archer was fully cringing at the emblem Athena made and the fact that it was pasted on his apron. Well, inwardly at least. Athena got to have her way with the things went around here since she was the one who put in the money and most of the work. That meant her lame idea of what was great ended up plastering almost anything that had the surface for it.

But for a food stall, there was a serious lack of menu. Archer, though, intentionally wanted that. Restricting himself would only be admitting that he couldn't make things that people wanted outside of said menu. Obviously, there were some restrictions because supplies of some things were exceedingly rare or impossible to find. Which meant that rich people places had to be visited for that. But here were reasonable prices for fresh cooked food.]

Before you ask, there's no menu. So just tell me what you want.

[Customer service needed a little bit of work, however. And no, Saber, you weren't getting any free food.]

Comments

[shacklebreaker]

When you've been deprived of anything homemade or fresh for as long as I have, it is not difficult to appreciate even the humblest of well-made dishes.

[He coaxes his hawk onto his arm, then back onto his usual perch on his shoulder. Time to get going, birdy.]

[swordboning]

Let me know if you ever want to look at some swords.

[Crossing his arms. SOMEDAY IN THE FUTURE.

Sword fanatics.........]

[shacklebreaker]

Hmph... Is there anything to surpass the one you already gave me? But I shall keep the offer in mind.

[If Athena has her way, she'll wrangle him into coming back to Archer's stall tomorrow, anyway.]

[swordboning]

Plenty. I have most weapons from stories and legends. I spent a good part of my life hunting them down so I could recreate them.

[shacklebreaker]

But some weapons are just that -- stories. How can you hunt down that which doesn't exist?

[swordboning]

Stories are always based on something. You may think a god like Odin doesn't exist but I most definitely am capable of making his signature spear.

[shacklebreaker]

Gungnir? Then you were able to track down the real thing to learn how to craft it?

[swordboning]

I just have to see something once to recreate it. Luckily, in that experience, I was provided with an unwanted boon. For others, it's fairly easy. The sword lodged in the stone in Rocamadour is the Durandal, regardless of what claims people lay of it being fake.

[shacklebreaker]

Hmph... What whimsical stories you come up with. Maybe Athena is so interested in you simply because she wants to pry open that strange mind of yours.

[Recreating a Masamune he can believe, but blades from mythology and medieval literature is straying back into disbelief territory. Sorry, Archer.]

[swordboning]

[Typical Archer response to skepticism by shrugging and shaking his head. Proving things is always a pain so he doesn't do it.]

Have a safe trip back to your apartment.