Bottlebrush stalked the streets of the bazaar, looking for a good quality smith, which wasnt hard when most people only wanted swords. He was different. He wanted something one could call "special" a sword built the way his daggers manifested, as well as standard throwing knives. With only 5OO gold to his name, the shapeshifter wondered if he would be able to pay for the weapon, once completed.

Bottlebrush walked into this particular establishment, noting the various smelters and forges along the back, along with the other strange and antiquated blades and weapons of nether-regions unknown. The psion also noted the lack of many ranged combat implements in this particular establishment.