(OOC: Musket    1,500 gp    1d12    ×4    40 ft.    1–2 (5 ft.)    1    9 lbs.    B and P    —    UC, MWK for 1800, 1/2 is 900 and 2days work)<br/><br/>"Really?" she said, sighing a bit as she continued to sketch out the weapon schematics "Well... I won't make you stay down here.  But I<em>do</em>ask that you work on being used to smaller areas, please; I'll expect you to spend some time in my room, after all, and I want you to be comfortable.  For now, dismissed; go enjoy the sky, slave."<br/><br/>And back to working it was, her knowledge of firearms unsurpassed by most, rivaled by a few, and dwarfed by even less.  She'd been working on a hard-cased cartridge method, but the science wasn't quite coming together, not yet anyway.  For now, like with her pistol, a rifle that can load soft-cartridges would be a terrific advancement, though if only the musket ball worked with rifling... hence her motivation for a specifically shaped round and a hard-cartridge, but it wasn't coming too easily...<br/><br/>After a while though, she'd chat a bit with Janmorel - something she hadn't done to often and hoped to rectify - and maybe even suck the futa off for a quick, refreshing break.  Shoni knows the girl could fill a glass and a half with ease with those balls of hers.  After some... eight hours - in which she'd get to the actual construction phase of the smithing - it was up to relieve whoever was steering the ship, and to get Gondrith to come and learn under her... well, next to her, but still.<br/><br/>And so would be her day, likely the same tomorrow, with Stoella being sent to keep their guest company for the night.  Stoella, after all, could certainly follow orders, and would be willing to fuck just about anything...