Le Craint Family/Mariana le Craint/Noble life of Mariana

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Mariana's travels in Rines:

Roleplay from Mariana

Taking a stroll through Rines, looking very out of place in her hood. Mariana took cautious steps, eyes darting around as had become natural for her. The minor nobles of the city muttering to each other with the occasional laugh coming from the groups. However, Mariana simply shrugged this off. She had become aware her looks were not quite befitting of a noble, however this came with the Job. Her first stop was the city smithy. Her blade has become dull and was in need of some major repairs. Taking care not to cause to much of a commotion, she pushed her way through the door. The smith was hard at work, fixing dents in a chest piece of a set of armour. There were few other customers within, suiting Mariana well. "Excuse me, I seek your services to repair my sword." The smith looked upon the cloaked figure, not aware of the person beneath the hood, let out a sigh. "Cant you see I'm busy, come back another..", before he could finish his sentence, Mariana pulled her hood down and unhitched the sword from her belt. This caught the smith off guard, finally realising who stood before him. The crest stitched onto her chest, while it was faded it was still prevalent. "My lady, please excuse my ignorance. I shall fix this at once, it shan't be but a moment." The smith took ahold of the sword, placing the blade within the coals of the forge until it glowed red. Mariana took this opportunity to look around the smith, simple weapons lined the walls, most made for the minor nobles who took an interest in swordsmanship. However, something caught her eye. A smaller blade, its handle blackened and wrapped in a red fabric. The pommel adorned with a deep red ruby. Walking over, she took the blade from the wall. Shifting the blade from hand to hand, comparing the weight. Gliding her finger across the blade from handle to point. Looking upon the cut as blood began to pour out from it, wiping the blade and her finger clean afterwards. "Good smith, how much for the blade?", the smith looked up from his anvil towards Mariana. He looked at her in confusion. "My lady, that is but a personal project, nothing that should interest you. It is not ready nor would it not serve you well." Mariana began to swing the small blade around again. Testing the grip. "I would like to buy this. I shall not hear any more complaints." Taking her pouch from her belt, producing a couple of gold pieces, "Provide me with a attachment that I can place on my boot so that it shall not cause me trouble." The smith, still confused, accepted the gold and continued to work on the sword. After a few more minutes, the sword was finished. Mariana placed the sword at her hip once again. She latched the newly made boot hook and placed the new blade into it. She nodded her thanks, pulling the hood up once again and stepping through the door leaving the smith in his confusion. She continued along the road towards the basilica, proud with her purchase however did not show it on her face. Ensuring that the hood covered as much of her faced as possible, she smirked before continuing on to her destination.

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