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politicsofwarPlayer Name: Lynn
Are you new?: N
Character Name: Gaspard Laurent
Character Fandom: OC
[Action:
This world is very, very different than Gaspard is used to. Gone is the French Empire, rising from the ashes of the French Republic. Gone is the war. Gone is his usual employment.
In fact, there is little need for any employment here, but no one has cause to trust a man who doesn't work. He has learned that. There are no politics that he can easily involve himself in at present, so he settles for a former occupation.
The trappings of the blacksmiths are used, always graciously and with express interest to keep out of their way and not disturb them, for silversmithing as well. Even after so long away from the work, old habits resurface quickly, and there are products to be bartered or given. Decorations, cups, dining utensils, and bangles and bands for wearing are all available. The actual amount of them that are silver are rare, but lead, iron, and pewter are in fair supply here.
Throughout the day, Gaspard can be found tending the molten metals, casting them to their shapes, moulding the items into their needed detail, stocking the shelves he's claimed, or outside in the considerably cooler air carving new moulds.]
[Written:]
I find myself continually amazed by this strange land I have been brought to. For instance, I marvel over the ability to alter perceptions of languages so that one needs never worry about not being understood due to that cause. The lack of government, too, is fascinating.
Where I am from, I admit, there were always a great many men crying out to others why they ought to follow where these men would lead, espousing their views on the greatest good and so on.
I am impressed [revolted is more like it, but he certainly won't say that] that a village of this side has not given in to the temptation of politics.
Are you new?: N
Character Name: Gaspard Laurent
Character Fandom: OC
[Action:
This world is very, very different than Gaspard is used to. Gone is the French Empire, rising from the ashes of the French Republic. Gone is the war. Gone is his usual employment.
In fact, there is little need for any employment here, but no one has cause to trust a man who doesn't work. He has learned that. There are no politics that he can easily involve himself in at present, so he settles for a former occupation.
The trappings of the blacksmiths are used, always graciously and with express interest to keep out of their way and not disturb them, for silversmithing as well. Even after so long away from the work, old habits resurface quickly, and there are products to be bartered or given. Decorations, cups, dining utensils, and bangles and bands for wearing are all available. The actual amount of them that are silver are rare, but lead, iron, and pewter are in fair supply here.
Throughout the day, Gaspard can be found tending the molten metals, casting them to their shapes, moulding the items into their needed detail, stocking the shelves he's claimed, or outside in the considerably cooler air carving new moulds.]
[Written:]
I find myself continually amazed by this strange land I have been brought to. For instance, I marvel over the ability to alter perceptions of languages so that one needs never worry about not being understood due to that cause. The lack of government, too, is fascinating.
Where I am from, I admit, there were always a great many men crying out to others why they ought to follow where these men would lead, espousing their views on the greatest good and so on.
I am impressed [revolted is more like it, but he certainly won't say that] that a village of this side has not given in to the temptation of politics.
