Tam
"Well, khajiit believes this spot will suffice." He says, moving the rifle to his hands. He pulls the bolt back, places a paper cartridge into the chamber, pushes the bolt forward, crouches, aims, then KCH-ACK, the gun fires, a loud noise ringing and echoing throughout the air, a thin plume of smoke emmanating from the barrel, a few feet a way a tree has a crater punched halfway through it
Robert
*Sejdah had reflexively braced against the loud noise. He'd worked with cannons before, but it was still quite loud to him.*

"Impressive! Quite a weapon you have made there. If it can punch through wood like that, I can only imagine it used against warriors."
Tam
"It's quite good at piercing armor." He says, "Khajiit also has smaller firearms," He reaches into is coat, removing his derringer. It's quite small, with two barrels, "Would you like to give it a try?" He asks while loading the pistol
Robert
"Of course I would. Let's see, now..."

*He eagerly took hold of the small firearm, feeling his fingers around to get an idea of its shape and parts. Once he'd managed to get the right grip, he aimed it towards another nearby tree and squeezed the trigger tightly.*
Jeffrey
Both hammers strike, causing both of the cartridges to fire off. One bullet hits a tree the other goes way off, striking the ground a few yards past the tree. The recoil sends a shockwave through Sejdah's arm, causing him to drop the gun
Tam
"Pretty good for your first try!" He says with a smile, "What are your thoughts? How do you feel?"
Robert
"An exhilarating experience, but by Rahjin that thing kicks like a *Senche*! Perhaps you're used to that enough that it looks easy?"
Tam
He picks the derringer of the ground, "Your stance needs work, and so does your grip." He says, cleaning the barrels and inserting new cartridges. He pulls one lever back, and takes a proper stance, "Like this, see?" He says, firing only one of the barrels, he clearly felt the recoil, but it was more or less mitigated
Robert
*The pirate captain looked intently at Dar'Rakhhi as he demonstrated, eyeing the various motions for himself.*

"I see, I see... What inspired such an invention, if Khajiit may ask?"
Tam
"Purely the drive of invention. This one watched as a bottle containing a small amount of the powder could push the cork out and kept going from there." He says, "Khajiit has made many such creations based on similar principles."
Robert
"How much do you ask for one of those...'rifles', you call them? If I can figure them out, one would be a fine addition to my arsenal."