Make Yourself Useful
Meadow
Bloodletter
12-21-2022, 10:53 PM
Balthier chuckled a bit as the young girl seemed eager and jumped in for questions. She'd learn one day, whether she was the fighting type or not. She'd be a resident of The Hallows for what may have been expected of her life. If anything she'd never be unwelcome home.
"These are fighting dummies." He answered first, but went ahead with more of the explanation she asked for. "You can use them to wrestle and practice basic attacks even like you said, with weapons. They would just need to be reupholstered more often." Her many ongoing questions didn't bother him, he at least seemed kind from the outside and first impressions, he thought so. "You can use just about anything soft to stuff them. Grass, straw, wool. Its open for possibilities." That answered her question for size he assumed.
"Now you just want to tie a knot through the lace at the end here," Careful claws tied through the thick thread he would be using, and the other end he wove through a somewhat large needle easy to stick into. Pinching the thread between two toes he stuck the needle into the fabrics to pull through and then back again. He looked at the girl for just a second to see if he still had her interest. At least with the lesson he hoped. He was sure she would wander off quickly once she was done here.
"Balthier Destruction"
"These are fighting dummies." He answered first, but went ahead with more of the explanation she asked for. "You can use them to wrestle and practice basic attacks even like you said, with weapons. They would just need to be reupholstered more often." Her many ongoing questions didn't bother him, he at least seemed kind from the outside and first impressions, he thought so. "You can use just about anything soft to stuff them. Grass, straw, wool. Its open for possibilities." That answered her question for size he assumed.
"Now you just want to tie a knot through the lace at the end here," Careful claws tied through the thick thread he would be using, and the other end he wove through a somewhat large needle easy to stick into. Pinching the thread between two toes he stuck the needle into the fabrics to pull through and then back again. He looked at the girl for just a second to see if he still had her interest. At least with the lesson he hoped. He was sure she would wander off quickly once she was done here.
