⌜☁⌟—"I know several who expect nothing but praise, and they are sorely disappointed at near every turn." The red head comes back to the counter, arms folded and resting on it as she eyes the client. He was strange, gave off an eerily familiar feeling. As if she were meeting one of her own. Gods rarely came to see the Thunderer, however, unless they were family and even then, it was rare.
"I do not make only weapons. I make a variety of trinkets for those that wish them. My aim has never been chaos, but self governance is a noble desire. "Gram caused much trouble for Sigmund, that gift -“ She makes a scoffing sound, head turning to hide her disgust. “I do not suffer kings nor princes but for the common to rise up against them is often folly, and while they die good deaths, I do not craft for that purpose alone.
"Chaos is more useful to all than order. Order breeds stagnation; it breeds complacency. Surely, a smith can understand and tell the difference between one whose creative desire spurns them on, and one whose desire to craft is only them going through the motions."
"Still, there are more than weapons that breed discontent. If the people detest their king, let them remove him from power. Such struggles breed the most creativity, the most freedom for all involved. The greatest works of art, the greatest inventions, the strongest blades... all of these come from periods of strife, not periods of peace."
