Cassia brought the metal over and set it down right next to Torvin. "Is this good? Do you need anything else to make that tube?"
Meanwhile...
Sethlan looked at the weapon. "It isn't my usual field of work, but a bow is a bow. I should be able to fix it."
Elsewhere in the city...
Aurescia was still inside her house, the kids were at school, as far as she knew, and her husband, well, she didn't know exactly where he was at this hour, but then again, the life of a mage was not conducive to predictability... or safety, for that matter! She knew of the potential danger outside, but decided not to let it get to her, as the house was warded against many kinds of powerful magic. She decided to relax and read a book, something she liked to do quite often.
Going to the shelves, the female dracon looked over the little 'library' of mundane texts. It was always a regret of hers' that her reading material mostly dealt with magic. So few books were on average, everyday subjects. There were tomes on cooking that she had read a dozen times before, on the matter of ancient legends, and stories of war, crime, and sport. Reaching over to a thick green book with a golden chariot on the front cover, she pulled the book out and lay on her stomach in the living room. This was one of her favorites.
(OOC: I have a new picture up. This one shows a Dracon female reading a book. Just a little bonus.)
