*mercenarys flip him off and walk in anyway* Percyous:*stands, greets them and begins talking to them*
Kaitlyn: wipes her hands and brow as she walks out of her job as a blacksmith filthy. People stare and stick up their noses as aha starts to walk back.
Kaitlyn: sees Percyous coming and vows respectively as one should to a member of the royal court or who has a high position.
Percyous:*Looks over at Rick and everyone else in the shop then orders them* Leave me and the blacksmith alone. Now.
Percyous:*waits until everyone has left before he turns back to Kaitlyn* I need you to make me a sword, more like a custom one anyway.... It needs to be short and slender so that it could be hidden easily even in... Say..... A woman's dress,light enough that you can barely tell it's there and even a child could hold it, yet strong enough to hold it's own in an all out battle.