My job ain't a job, it's a damn good time

Manea was pleased to hear that her offer of friendly relations and the hope that they could grow closer through activities between their families was a good compromise despite turning down the offer of an alliance. She did quite enjoy her conversations with Bellamy and she had no doubt that they could come to a more substantial agreement in the future, but with her number of alliances growing she didn't want to commit to something that would cause an issue elsewhere. Her fellow alphaess understood and agreed that the terms were reasonable, making Manea smile and give a small nod. "I'm glad to hear it."

The conversation went on, bringing up the items they might have interest in for trades, mentioning the metals and pelts as something they might find need for. Manea again nodded with understanding and grinned a little when she was asked whether she had someone in the pack that was well versed in crafting battle accessories. "Actually, my daughter, Avacyn, is quite knowledgeable with crafting and has made quite a hobby out of making all sorts of things. I will say though, even she will send you to the Armada's blacksmith if you truly want some well made armor or weapons. Ruga, I believe his name is. Armada has a market place that is open to the public and he has a stall there. My son went to visit him about restoring a sword not all that long ago. Still, I'm sure Avacyn would take on a project for you if you didn't want to make the trip to the north."

"Manea Mendacium"