Post by Deleted on Mar 29, 2023 23:11:28 GMT -5
[for @keion]
Verula had been busy, crafting for crafting's sake and experimenting with new designs. In the months since the excursion that went horribly wrong, she'd been more focused on her work than anything else. New enchantments, new designs, playing with various color schemes. There were several commissions that were on the docket from Nevermere. Apparently some of the families wanted enchanted glass due to the fact that their princess was married to the crown prince of Arynn Frey. A "keeping up with the royals" type mentality that Verula never much cared for. Why would she when she could make her own pieces of beauty?
Humming to herself, Verula tossed a bit of colored glass to Laxi, which was immediately pounced upon by the little glass dragon and the quiet of the shop was broken by the tinkling of glass on glass. She pulled her contract book out, wrote the name of the current commission she was working on and watched it materialize on the next page. It was a handy thing, a gift from her brother, and it made it easier to keep track of all the orders that came through her shop.
She'd pulled together the last of the components and now she was beginning the sketches for the design itself for a set of vases. A nobleman's son had commissioned them to be a courting gift. Her charcoal stick was flying across the sketch pad, playing with different designs that still fell within the parameters that she was given.
(If the glassmaker had been trying to drown out the thoughts of a certain Blackwood since they'd drifted apart, well, that was no one's business but her own.)
Verula had been busy, crafting for crafting's sake and experimenting with new designs. In the months since the excursion that went horribly wrong, she'd been more focused on her work than anything else. New enchantments, new designs, playing with various color schemes. There were several commissions that were on the docket from Nevermere. Apparently some of the families wanted enchanted glass due to the fact that their princess was married to the crown prince of Arynn Frey. A "keeping up with the royals" type mentality that Verula never much cared for. Why would she when she could make her own pieces of beauty?
Humming to herself, Verula tossed a bit of colored glass to Laxi, which was immediately pounced upon by the little glass dragon and the quiet of the shop was broken by the tinkling of glass on glass. She pulled her contract book out, wrote the name of the current commission she was working on and watched it materialize on the next page. It was a handy thing, a gift from her brother, and it made it easier to keep track of all the orders that came through her shop.
She'd pulled together the last of the components and now she was beginning the sketches for the design itself for a set of vases. A nobleman's son had commissioned them to be a courting gift. Her charcoal stick was flying across the sketch pad, playing with different designs that still fell within the parameters that she was given.
(If the glassmaker had been trying to drown out the thoughts of a certain Blackwood since they'd drifted apart, well, that was no one's business but her own.)