[Syliras Location] The Feathered Shaft

[Gossamer]

When your good at something, you tend to love it. Every refinished line of the Feathered Shaft's retail store speaks of a woodworker, someone dedicated to quality, and the integrity of the craftsman as they work. The store is divided into four portions. The first section consists of the showroom with already completed bows, arrows, crossbows and bolts. The bows and crossbows are neatly displayed in racks lined with velvet. On the far wall which divides the front showroom from the back workshop is a series of nooks and crannies which house all sorts of bolts and arrows. A large mahogany desk keeps customers from helping themselves to the extensive collection of shafts. A long drapery of embroidered fabric separates the showroom from the workroom. To one side, a set of steps leads both upwards and downwards. Below the store, in the basement, is a full archery range with long individual isles and hay bale targets at the far end. Ten people can comfortably use the range at one time. Out behind the building is a huge fully enclosed cage of game birds. There are chickens, geese, peacocks, and pheasants of all sorts which the owner keeps for their feathers so he has a constant supply on hand for making his arrows and bolts. Price List : Price List Bows Longbow 100 gm Shortbow 70 gm Composite Longbow 150 gc Composite shortbow 100 gc Arrows (pack of ten) standard, single 1 gm barbed, single 1 gm blunt-head, single 5 gm flaming, single 5 gm silver, single 25 gm wooden practice, 10 dozen 50 gm Crossbows Custom 100 gm Hand 20 gm Heavy 50 gm Light 20 gm Bolts (pack of ten) Steel,= 5 gm Flaming bolt - 15 gm Grappling, single (120'cord) - 10 gm Wooden, single - 1 gm Armor piercing - 20 gm Other Archer's Gloves - 1 gm Archer's Bracers - 2 gm Small Quiver (20) - 5 gm Large Quiver (50) - 20 gm Crossbow/Bow Repair 20 sm per hr plus parts Range Usage 1 cm per 1/2 hour NPC : Kalvin Wilde Kalvin had an ordinary life until he discovered archery early on in his teenage years. Once a bow was placed into his hand, he never looked back. Kalvin has since used his family money (a second son of a Syliran Knight) to open his own shop. He raises game birds out behind the shop to provide feathering for his arrows and skin for some of his sheaths. Sometimes, to those he knows, he'll sell birds or extra feathers. When hes working, one might often see his pet rooster in the shop with him, overseeing his work. Skill LIst Bowing & Fletching: 70 pts Wood Carving: 55 pts Tanning: 24 pts Leatherworking: 15 pts

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[Abashai]

TS- 35th Day of Winter, 509 AV

Shaking the droplets of cold rain from his coat, Abashai entered the Feathered Shaft and closed the door behind him, shutting out the chilled, damp air. His pouch of mizas jingled as he readjusted his coat. The cautious man rarely carried this much coin, but he had a special purchase to make today. Nya had suggested that he help her hunt wild boar for the upcoming midwinter fire festival. The prospect had excited Abashai. Hunting was one of his bondmate's most favorite things to do and to be part of her hunt meant a lot to the benshiran.

So, with some of the loot the pair had acquired from their run-in with Rhysol's followers, he had decided to purchase a new bow, one that would have sufficient punch to drop large game easily. He came to the Feathered Shaft occasionally, using the indoor range to practice his archery while in town, and often perused Kalvin Wilde's collection of weapons.

As Abashai made his way to the particular rack of bows he wanted to see, Kalvin parted the fabric that separated the showroom from the rest of his shop. "What, are you going to stare at it some more, or are you finally going to make her your own?" He laughed, taunting the desert archer. Abashai grinned, stopping before a velvet-lined rack of short bows. He chose a composite bow crafted from layers of dark and medium toned woods. The weapon had a significant recurve. Ever since his travels through Cyphrus, he had admired the Drykas' composite bows. His left hand encircled the grip and lifted the bow. He pulled back on the string, invoking a creaking of wood and leather. It was very stiff and required a bit more strength to draw then his Eypharian short bow. Excellent pull. He carefully returned the string to rest and looked back at Kalvin. the bowyer simply looked at his customer, his eyebrows raised in question.

Abashai gave Kalvin a sly smile. "Today, I will make her mine." He carried the bow to the large mahogany desk at the back of the showroom and produced 100 gold-rimmed mizas from a pouch, which he placed in a wooden bowl Kalvin had produced. Then he dropped in a silver-rimmed coin. "I should like to make use of your range and a few practice arrows to prove my new weapon, Mr. Wilde." Abashai jibed with mocking eloquence.

"Most certainly, Master Abashai." Kalvin replied, with a grandiose gesture towards the opening behind him. With a gracious nod, the benshiran laughed and made his way to the steps that lead down to the underground archery range.

[Alistair deGrey]

49th day of Winter, 509

A strong breeze followed deGrey into the Feathered Shaft, ceasing as the door shut behind him. His black cotton tunic returned to hang limply on his thighs, and he brushed his hair back out of his eyes. Today had been especially windy and deGrey was regretting his long hair. Wooden works of all sorts lined the walls, hanging from various racks or hooks. This was an interesting place. This is the stuff of a real woodworker, not what I make. deGrey would never profess to be good at woodworking, he was not delusional.

The racks containing crossbows drew Alistair in, and he began to peruse the wares. Let us see, it must be powerful. He quickly ruled out hand or light crossbows, with the weight of the projectile he would be launching, anything with that much power would be less effective than throwing it. deGrey was about to reach for a crossbow made of what appeared to be oak, when a rooster and its accompanying noises appeared. It flailed its wings and propelled itself up onto the counter where it began eying Alistair. Shortly after a man came into the display room and addressed deGrey, "I see you have found what you want, you intend to pay for that right?" Kalvin greeted Alistair with a smile, and deGrey returned the gesture rather hesitantly. "Yes, I intend to pay for this crossbow. 50 Mizas correct?" Kalvin nodded affirmatively, keeping his smile stitched to his face. "Alright then, I suppose I will take it." Alistair prodded a few more areas to make sure this model would do. Of course, the inventor knew very little about bow craftsmanship and would have no choice but to trust Kalvin. He dropped his fifty Mizas on the counter, and stood waiting while the proprietor counted them. All was in order. deGrey gave Kalvin a quick nod of appreciation, and stepped out into the windy street.

[Jecon]

30th day of Spring, 510 AV Late in the day Jecon walks into the store and up to the counter, "Good day sir, is there anything in particulare you're looking for?" The man behind the mahogany counter asked. "Yes, I am looking for a good longbow and some hunting shafts." "Well you've come to the right place, how many shafts are you looking to buy?" "Twenty or thirty should do." "I would suggest thirty, and that would bring the price to 103 gold Mizas even." When the expropriator suggested thirty arrows Jecon smiled on the inside, of course he would suggest the most arrows it meant he would make more money. When he said 103 Gold Mizas Jecon let out a sigh, he knew buying stuff like this wouldn't be cheap, but this was exasperatingly extensive! "Alright," Jecon pulled out his purse and counted out 103 Gold Mizas, "there you go." "Thank you," the proprietor responded, "I'll be right back with your equipment." He disappeared into the back for a few minutes and then came back out with a longbow and thirty barbed arrows, "Here you go, a longbow and thirty barbed arrows, take good care of them and they'll take good care of you." "I will, and thank you," Jecon said. After saying this, he turned and left.

[Emory Ruin]

31st day of spring, 510 AV

The door creaked open but quickly snapped shut behind Emory as she entered The Feathered Shaft. Her leather boots reverberated across the plank floor as she strode her way across the store.

“Can I help you with something, madam?” inquired a voice situated behind the counter.

“No, I’m fine, thanks,” responded Emory, clipping a couple scarlet hairs behind her ear. Accepting his assistance would require verbal execution, a talent the young woman sorely lacked.

Fine bows lay on shelves or were strong along the wall to display. Emory snatched the first long bow she came to, balancing its weight atop her calloused hands.

Twisting the bow delicately, Emory resituated the wood into her left hand, pulling at the string with her right.

The strength it entailed to pull the twine back injected pain throughout Emory’s sore arms. Carefully releasing the string, Emory liberated her firm grip. The bow was perfect. Once more, Emory scanned the room for arrows. The room smelt of burning wood merged with oiled feathers. Anxious squawks echoed outside the room. They were not unhappy calls, but apparently there was one bird who quite assuredly thought that another bird was amassing all the cage space.

Emory shook her head, birds were not inevitable for cages, but then again, this was not her homeland.

Twenty barbed arrows the young woman selected, light, compact and dexterous enough for hunting. Swinging her purchases over an upset shoulder, Emory slid 109 gold mizas athwart the oak counter. One-hundred were for the long bow, five for her small quiver, two for the 20 arrows and two for the archer’s brace.

“Good doing business with yah,” smiled the russet-haired gentleman.

Assuming her pickings, Emory nodded back, not looking him in the eyes. With that, she left The Feathered Shaft.

[Grayzdo Briety]

10th Day of Summer 510 AV

Grayzdo headed into the store and he put seventy gold rimmed mizas on the counter the man handed him a large quiver and fifty arrows inside it. Grayzdo took the arrows and the man got his money and he headed exited the store.

[Iasc]

2nd of Autumn

Iasc walked into The Feathered Shaft. He was still angry that he had lost his last bow and promised that he'd be more careful with this one.
He looked at the composite shortbows and took one off the rack. It was a beautiful bow but he didn't have enough mizas for it. He placed it back on the rack and took off a normal short bow. It's colour was dark and rich. He smiled while drawing it. He wasn't quite as proficient as he'd like to be but he was getting better and needed a bow in order to get better.

He could feel the mizas weight down his pocket. He normally didn't carry this much but he didn't have a choice today. Next he walked over to the quivers and picked up a small one and also 20 arrows to go with it. He walked up to desk and gave them to man behind it.

"A shortbow, small quiver and 20 arrows", he said, looking through the goods. "That'll be 77 gold mizas."
With a smile Iasc placed the money reluctantly on the desk and picked up his new merchandise.
"Thank you very much", he said, and walked out of the store.

Receipt :

Receipt
Shortbow	70gm
20 Single Arrows	2gm
Small Quiver	5gm
Total	77gm