[Ambika's NightCrafts, Front Room]
The walls of this tidy wagon gleam with ebon paint, the darkness softened by silken panels in moonlight hues cascading to the floor. A black-and-silver tapestry shrouds an alcove in the rear of the wagon, and the air is filled with the scent of warm sandalwood oil from silver-trimmed lanterns set high in the corners. An etched alabaster vase holds a bouquet of starry white hemlock blossoms and scarlet nightshade. You also see a silver-chased door, a scrimshaw ivory table with some stuff on it, a carved ebony stand with some stuff on it, a neatly lettered sign and a dark wooden shelf with some stuff on it.
Obvious exits: none.
A neatly lettered sign reads:
I discovered these bandoliers when...visiting the home of Silvyr Darkwinge,
a craftswoman who was too wealthy for her own...well...just note that *ALL* of the
bandoliers are designed for throwing blades ONLY. Those on the table are touched with
magic; those on the stand are not, but are well-crafted all the same. If you should meet
Silvyr Darkwinge, I suggest you tell her your bandolier is a gift from a distant relative.
Things will go better for you that way. ~A.S.~
[Ambika's NightCrafts, Weapons Sales]
Exquisitely carved nightingales swirl up the wooden panels of this room, rendered in such loving detail that you can almost hear the rustle of feathers. A graceful onyx panther, garlanded with white hemlock blossoms, stands watch next to a shifting black-and-silver tapestry, the sculpture standing nearly as tall as the great predator it represents. You also see a large sign you *should read*, a black marble pedestal with a Phelim's dark star on it, an ivory rack with some stuff on it, a silver bracket with some stuff on it, an iron bracket with a burled walnut siege crossbow on it, a parchment sign and a carved sandalwood stand with some stuff on it.
Obvious exits: west.
A large sign you *should read* reads:
To my brothers and sisters of the shadows: I wish my goods to be available
to any of you who are interested, and so am taking great risks in openly
running my business for a few days. However, my items have never been meant
for bulk purchase and sale. Please limit your purchases to no more than three
of any single item - this allows you to make choices about what you do with the
items you purchase here, but still honors the spirit in which I have crafted
them for you. I thank you for respecting my wishes.
|On the silver bracket
|A parchment sign reads:
I happened across these crossbows while visiting a merchant. After some...persuasion, he gifted me with them. While I did not make them, they are finely-crafted, and meet my standards. They are a fine weapon, even if somewhat antique in design. If you buy one and happen to travel through Shard, you might want to take a moment and cover it with your cloak. I hear that the merchant who...gave them to me has retired in that city.