Time for trade

At her surprised ‘oh’ Basilisk gave her a hint of a smile. Since becoming Warlord, he hadn’t allowed himself the same mischief he had as a kid. “Would you like to sample some?” He asked, it was only a light mead, fruity with the apples of the Range. He didn’t know if she would like it, but was happy to let her try.

“Corbie seems very practical, I'm not sure what she would think of jewellery, but pins sound like a very good idea. I could get Charlie to work on something” The forge Charlie worked would surely have an easier time making the pins than what Iggy or her companion could do. “But if you could pick out some jewels from our collection and perhaps help Charlie design some? Your sketches could come in handy” he suggested, knowing how clever she was with her drawings.


"Basilisk Fatalis"