James
"O-one of each...?"
*Ren stuttered, looking up to Terrel as if he misheard him entirely. The unquestioning presence he received back enough to make it clear what he wanted.*
"That's... Going to take me along time. I'm the only one running this place... Not to mention the cost."

*Ren paused, realizing how much he would have to slave over this now massive order. But it was business, and he really couldn't afford to miss out on this offer.*
"Okay... If i remember correctly, an orichalcum weapon can only handle two elementals. What do you need the rest on?"
Rebecca
"Well seems like you have a new way to spend your free time now, hm?"*He said, referencing back to Ren sleeping on the job. Perhaps it was uncommon for him to have such business, but Terrel was sure everything would work out fine in the end. He listened to Ren silently, wringing out his hair in hearing the question.*"If I answer that, the order will triple in size."*He said with a chuckle before resting his gloved hands on the counter.*"You sure you want an answer?"*Terrel was sure it would take Ren long enough getting the original order done. Though the Silnari wasn't in much of a rush, he did have other things to do without having to wait years for his weaponry to be finished.*
James
*Ren brings the corners of his mouth up into a nervous smile at the thought. He'd finally have business, and make money. And the staleness of his shop was sorta getting on him...*
"Quite... W-well. What kind of smith would I be if I didn't forge as needed?"

*Ren huffed gently, grabbing his pen and paper again and drafting up a new sheet. He felt as if he was signing away the next couple months of his work life balance away. It felt pretty good if he was being honest.*
"Let's get it done and over with. For this large an order, I'll take all the payment up front."
Rebecca
*A sly grin formed where Terrel's mouth was visible just below the mask. Looks like someone was up to the challenge. Terrel supposed he could find that admirable enough. He could cut him some slack in that case. Terrel reached into the folds of his cloak, taking out a small sheet of paper. Seeing as this was paid upfront, he can at least see how the man faired with some of the weaponry. He placed the piece of paper down on the countertop, spreading it open fully to show an image of a dagger taking over the entirety of it with several small bits of text off to the sides written in Kirigic. They were most likely more personal notes for the Silnari, written in his own native tongue.*"For now I'll order a pair of daggers enchanted with orichalcum and with their own runes of morphing. One I would like to have a Rune of Flame added to it and the other, a Rune of Blizzard."*He explained, giving specific instruction before standing up more straight.*"If you can get those three orders done well enough..."*He reached into his cloak, placing down six more bags of gold in similar amount to the ones he handed over previously.*"Then I'll see about the rest of that order... Sound like a good enough trade to you?"