Characters Involved: Amarro, Tovin

Amarro has arrived.

Tovin is sitting behind her counter, busily working at something with pliers and small links of chain. There's a scattered pile of beads sitting on the table with her which she occasionally paws through until she finds one she likes. She's working fairly slowly and delicately. Her crutches are leaning against the counter in reach, but not close reach.

Amarro enters quietly, trying to see who is in the shop before she disturbs them. She sees the otter behind the counter working and waits to get her attention.

Tovin has turned her full attention to the piece in front of her and doesn't notice the squirrel enter.

Amarro notices that the otter does not notice her and coughs a bit.

Tovin jerks to attention at the cough and looks over at the counter to see who has entered the shop. Upon seeing the squirrel she nods. "I'll be right there." Then she proceeds to clean up her mess.

Amarro nods in return and looks through the displays on the counter while she waits.

Tovin quickly scoops the beads and chain into a waiting canister and pockets the pliers she was using in a handy pocket on the side of her tunic. Reaching around, she grabs her crutches and situates them before rising to hobble towards the counter. "How can I help you?"

Amarro holds up a bracelet she had been admiring. "Do you make all of this?"

Tovin nods. "Aye, that I do. I also do custom work."

Amarro replaces the necklace on the stand she removed it from and turns to look at Tovin. "How long does it usually take?"

Tovin purses her lips and looks upwards in thought. "Oh, generally about a week, week anna half. Depends on what you want."

Amarro nods. "What metals do you work in?"

Tovin shrugs, a difficult task because of the crutches. "Anythin' you want. Gold, Silver, Copper. Gold being the most expensive, Copper the least."

Amarro nods her head again. "I need a necklace made. Silver, with sapphires."

Tovin raises her eyebrows and whistles at the request. "Tha's going to be expensive, mate."

Amarro smiles slightly. "Yes. It is. Can you do it?"

Tovin grins. "Aye! I'll have it for you in a week." She balances herself on one crutch and leans the other one against the counter. Reaching for a pad of paper she keeps handy, she grabs it, and a small stick of charcoal. She sketches a quick design of a necklace on it with a sure paw and passes the pad of paper and the pencil across to Amarro. "That good?" The necklace is a simple design. Tiny silver chain with three sapphires. The largest one in the middle, two smaller ones on either side.

Amarro examines the drawing and nods. "Yes."

Tovin smiles and takes the pad back. "Thank you, mate. As I said, a week."

Amarro nods and turns back to the door. "I'll be back." And she exits.

Amarro has left.