[photo + text; open]

[afoolsgold]

[The Fool has, at last, discovered a good reason to make use of this particular aspect of Aifaran technology. Included in this particular post is a photograph of several pieces of woodwork, ostensibly carved by the Fool's own hand. It is accompanied by an offer.]

Hello, dear friends--and dear acquaintances.

I should think it goes without saying that we Dreamfolk left much of ourselves behind us in our old worlds when we arrived in Konryu. For some I imagine that is a blessing, and a curse for others--and for others still, like so often is the case, the feelings are more complicated than that.

It is with this thought in mind that I would like to extend to each of you a kindness: a small, wood-carved token of remembrance, representing the world that you came from, or something of that world that you cherish.

If this offer is of interest to you, please either respond here, or seek me out at my apartment above Die Rosa Tulpe.

Comments

text;

[shivvymetimbers]

Those are mighty pretty! Talk about craftsmanship. You have my respect~

But can you carve anything out of wood? Even a small replica of a ship, perhaps?

text;

[afoolsgold]

Certainly, though I imagine it may take more time than some of my projects. Are you a sailor?

Re: text;

[shivvymetimbers]

I'm a privateer, actually. Still in the same business as any sailor but I was the captain of my own ship.

'The Red Hornet' was her name! A Spanish galleon I paid for in gold and spices. It was a wreck but my crew fixed her up.

I wanted a ship that truky stood out in the fleet.

text;

[spiralpatterns]

That's an awfully generous offer.

[Blunt, not blunt... yeah, okay, blunt.]

What's the catch?

text;

[afoolsgold]

The catch?

[Blunt or not, at least this fellow is honest.]

I had not thought to include one, but I suppose if you would like to purchase a cup of coffee or tea from Die Rosa Tulpe, Mister Reinherz would not object.

text;

[spiralpatterns]

[Yeah, when isn't there a catch?]

Might want to look into that, otherwise it looks suspicious.

[...He's mostly joking, but it doesn't come across well in text.]

I'll come down for a bit, I guess.

[Nothing better to do.]

voice

[powertotearer]

Wow, you made those yourself?

voice;

[afoolsgold]

[pleased,] I did. Some of my work is on display at Klaus' cafe now, if you would like to come by to see it.

Re: voice;

[powertotearer]

Really? That's great! I'll definitely have to do that!

audio

[amaskofmyownface]

...You're giving out spoons?

audio

[afoolsgold]

Well, [wryly,] there did always seem to be a shortage of them in the cafeteria.

Of course I would be delighted to carve something else for you.

audio

[amaskofmyownface]

So, like forks?

[ Snorts ]

Can you make a carving of my face?

[text]

[ilda]

Hey Mister Fool, you are very very very talented! Those are really pretty and intricate and I’m breathless at the craftsmanship!

Are you sure you’re giving them away for free though?

[ This is almost like Yato’s crazy low prices for the ‘wishes’ he grants. She’s a trader by profession, so yeah, she’s done the math. Also, she doesn’t like her friends being potentially taken advantage of? ]

text;

[afoolsgold]

I suppose an exchange of a kind takes place. I cannot create a carving for you without knowledge of that which you would like to have carved--and that knowledge can only come from you, of course.

But if I expected money in return for this, suffice it to say I would have said so. I don't intend to mislead anyone.

[ilda]

I didn’t mean it like that! I’ve just seen many ugly carvings and things and people actually sell them for a fortune, but you’re giving away these pretty stuff for free?

But I suppose, if you treasure knowledge...

[audio]

[corundrum]

[With much less care for matters of commerce than many of the people here, Padparadscha is somewhat less concerned than some of the other responders about matters of pay or equal return.]

Ah, those are quite the works. Was carving your art of choice where you came from?

I'm not sure I'd know what to ask for, myself.

audio;

[afoolsgold]

[The Fool perhaps underestimated the suspicious nature of his new colleagues in this world--or perhaps has been so separated from the avariciousness of his own that he's forgotten how few things come without a price tag of some kind attached to them.]

It was, [said mildly,] though I discovered my gift for it only after being touched by Skill magic. I will admit that much of what I create would not be possible without that magic.

[curious, but carefully so,] Do you miss anything in particular about your world?

text;

[denyamenti]

Those are very good.

text;

[afoolsgold]

Thank you.

I can make one for you, if you like.

text;

[wolfishflame]

Those are gorgeous.

[Aly's suddenly homesick, and that's not a feeling she likes. It's one she's been able to ignore for a while, actually.]

Would it be too much to ask for one? You seem to be popular.

text;

[afoolsgold]

Not in the least! I would be delighted to carve something for you.

text;

[jinzhong]

...would it be okay if we wanted to remember someone who was here, but isn't anymore, instead of our own world?

text + private;

[afoolsgold]

[an instantaneous response--or, instantaneous as soon as the Fool remembers to check his messages, at any rate,]

Yes, of course. Whomever you wish to remember.

[a moment's hesitation before he adjusts the privacy settings,]

I know we're strangers to each other, but I have been told that I am a good listener, should you need someone to talk to.

text;

[wrathfulkhan]

Those are lovely. You are quite the talented craftsman.

text;

[afoolsgold]

[a smile upon recognizing that name,]

Thank you, Gene.

Are you interested in a carving?