003 - [Dictated! or action @ MacManus headquarters, aka: the church.]

[sixguns]

Well met, Paradisa. I've a question or two of ye.

I'm going t'be opening a leather shop in the business district. I specialize in jackets and clothing, packs an' bags, a bit of bookbinding, and whatever else ye can think of.

I'm looking for an assistant, perhaps a second if I need it. Dinnae have t'be skilled, though I'd like someone who'd be willin' t'learn. If yer a woodworker or whatnot, speak up. I can use anyone who might be a boon to th' shop. I'm a lovely bloke t'work for. Just ask my sons.

[Smile]

I can do some woodwork as well, though it's more of a carving sort'a thing, not buildin' furniture.

Lastly, is there anyone sellin' leather, raw or tanned?


Otherwise, what's the worst thing that's happened to ye since you've been here?

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[cantacquityou]

'Worst thing,' you say? Goodness, where to start...? Ah. Perhaps it would be when I woke up with a demon in my bed...

[sixguns]

Jesus. Cannae say I've been here long enough t'have anything like that happen.

[The very thought that it could worries him. Thank God he's on sacred ground.

[Hopefully that counts for something in Paradisa.]