MAGICKA LEVEL 100%
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He grinned.
"I'd be happy to try it. I guess I should pick up the pace, huh?" Talys kept wringing his hair out.
"I'll probably dry myself out once I get back to Leo and then start looking around for my scraps. Take 'em down to the Blacksmith, see if he'll teach me how to work it. If not, I guess I can just figure it out. Can't be too complicated, to be honest. Melt the metal and make it into shapes, right?"
He'd already found that some scraps of what looked like metal that could be warped or outright melted in fires; it wasn't too crazy of an assumption to think that he could manage in other ways. Talys stretched.
"I need to figure out a comb for my hair. It tangles so badly that I can barely stand it, and all kinds of stuff gets stuck in there -- I need a way to put it in, like, braids or something." At the moment, it was a somewhat helpless mess of an afro, unaided by combs, product, or anything else to that could've lessened the impact of the weather upon it. He'd figure it out, though -- he always did.
"Anyway, keen to wait out the storm?"
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