<div class="floatleft">(http://danbooru.donmai.us/data/4691a332970fc79da6052aeb07ce77bd.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Natalia Erwin (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=199998.msg9765747#msg9765747)<br/><br/><strong>Current Location:</strong>Guild Hall<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>nobody<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"So is it enough?" Natalia found herself in the smithy today, having just spent the greater part of a week going on various missions in order to get the materials needed to upgrade her sword. After her most recent hunt, she tallied everything that she had 'farmed' together and realized that she had the supplies needed, so today was going to be the day. Weapon upgrades were a big deal among hunters, since it often not only signified a higher level of physical power, given that the weapon was now more powerful now, but it was also representative of their strength and skill. After all, monsters get more powerful and more dangerous to farm the stronger your weapon gets, so the better your weapon is, the harder you had to work in order to obtain it. It served a double purpose as far as rank and stature among hunters in that regard.<br/><br/>She waited patiently while the great blacksmith, Ol' Ironfist, looked through her materials. Ol' Ironfist had been a hunter for thirty years before his reflexes started to give out on him and force him to retire. As such, his experience in the battlefield and his knowledge of all weapon types gave him the knowledge about what made a genuinely great weapon. Better then anybody else in the guild, he knows what hunters want to bring with them into a fight, and he tries his hardest to make it. At this point in time, the hulking man with the bronzed skin was flipping through various scales, fangs, and other such monster parts before he looked up to Natalia with a nod of his head.<strong>"Ya, this'll do it. I'll get to work on upgradin' your blade right away, should take me a couple a hours. If you wanna come back later today, it'll be ready for action."</strong><br/><br/>Natalia nodded, offering her thanks to the guild blacksmith before she turned around and left, as was usual, she'd pay for his services when she came back to pick it up. Once outside the blacksmith shop, she looked from side to side with an uncertain, somewhat lost gaze. This was always an awkward time for her, since she felt naked without the weight of her sword resting against her back, and it wasn't like she could go out on a mission when her weapon was in the shop. She eventually decided to head to the guild hall and get something to eat. After picking up one of the pre-cooked meals right by the front of the cafeteria, she got a table to herself and settled in.<br/><br/>The question was, what was she going to do today? By the time she got her sword back it would probably be too late into the day to go on a mission and be back before sundown.