Villager: Raven
Villager Info
ID: #128983
Name: Raven
Gender: Female
Location: Dragonsmaw Manor
Born 9 years, 4 months ago
Career: Warrior
Owner: Mindywindy
Species: Wickerbeast
Color: Night Spotted
Buffs:House: House has been destroyed.
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Raven no longer has a house! They will be unable to work. Please replace the house or move Raven into a FC slot.
About
As you walk accros to the villager warrior... You can notice she's quite a huge Fluffy beast! She might be treathening, but infact she's caring... The Wickerbeast, Raven, would be wearing a huge steel shield on her back, the shield was going like... Goodly her size!, She also have a holster on her back, which would be her huge sword..., and on the waist she would likely wear a hatchetor two, she's really heavily armed
She likes : To eat friends for safety, Compagny, hugs, fighting, cuddles...
She dosen't like : Be beaten in a fight, being tug by the tail...
(Maybe more infos later! Though always up to roleplay)
She likes : To eat friends for safety, Compagny, hugs, fighting, cuddles...
She dosen't like : Be beaten in a fight, being tug by the tail...
(Maybe more infos later! Though always up to roleplay)
Yami's eyes widened when he was pulled in a hug. That wasn't exactly something he got in years. The dragon was so short and scrawny, he nearly disappeared in the fur. He didn't push her away, however, too stunned to react. He felt awkward being petted like a minipet.
"What is there to do? Unfortunately I still have to keep an eye on my shop."
"Thanks, one moment," After putting the Cash in the shop till, Yami picked up the Elaborate Sword. The weight of the weapon caused his stringy arms to tremble, but he still had plenty of strength to carry it. Careful not to drop it, he carried the large sword to the forge. The dragon exhaled, breathing out a large flame. The flame heated up the forge to the desired temperature. Once that was done, the dragon started to heat up the steel. Because some of the work was done by the forge, Yami could walk back occassionally to chat with the Wickerbeast.
"That's admirable." Yami rested his arms on the counter and looked up at the big creature. His scaly tail flicked left and right. "When I'm not doing any repairs, I'm out fighting monsters as well. So, I personally don't need protection, but having more warriors in the village still helps a lot."
"I'm Yami. You could probably see it on the blacksmith sign hanging outside, but I figured I'd say it."
The light from the forge illuminated the shop, making the black dragon's features visible. His small Kritty companion was sleeping on the counter. Yami glanced at the Wickerbeast curiously. It was rare to see a sane, friendly face in the harsh land of Dragonsmaw Manor. It was difficult to stay positive when dangerous monsters and equally hazardous diseases were everywhere. When Yami wasn't fighting, he made sure he was ready for the next battle. Yet, despite being a hardened fighter, a brief, tiny smile broke through his stoic expression.
"Sure, I'm available, let me take a look." Yami didn't consider himself nice, but he didn't protest either. The dragon carefully took the Elaborate Sword and ran a scaly finger over the surface. This was going to be a big task. "I will charge 116 furcash for this one, I estimate it to be done in 3 and a half hours."