Garnet Sharnhearth entered the Mystic Pearl. She strode purposefully past the gleaming glass vials of potions and the racks of parchment scrolls. She made her way to the corner where raw materials were stocked, dodging around piles of exotic timber and bizarre crystals to an unremarkable pile of metal ingots. Then she began to look for a very specific maker's mark:
OOC: Garnet is going to purchase a masterwork Dwarven waraxe. Flavor is that she is going to craft it herself. The roll is to see if she can find Harsk Clan steel. She won't settle for anything less!
A familiar mark draws her eye and she lifts a single steel ingot. She knows instantly from the feel of it that this came from the hold where she was born, but she taps the hilt of her dagger against it all the same, just to savor the familiar ring of it. It will cost her as much to rent the forge and craft the blade herself, but it will be worth it to once again feel fine steel take shape under her hammer.
OOC: Also, selling off her old axe
