A weapon scarred by its own history is a very different kind of intrigue than a perfect Pure Nail, but Lemm would see this one fixed if he had the choice. He knows what battle it was used in, in the end. He's seen the scratches it left on the floor. ... Lemm's still reluctant to be the one to tempt the Nailsmith back to his old craft, though.
...He thinks they noticed what he pointed out? Reassuring that they're paying attention at least. Lemm turns the perfume bottle in his hands and sets down the cloth, pointing over at the vase.
"A stamp on the inside base tells me it's Phimenean craft, and even gives two names, though you'd need a -" sigh "- proper lens and good light to make them out. But it travelled a long, long way to get to Hallownest, that I can tell you."
He rattles the next few things off quickly, just to make a point.
"Sun-set mineral mould, tiered inside, likely handcrafted for a florist's display; more likely given as a mutual business exchange. Fine fissure on the outer rim - there -" he points "- could indicate damage on transport, but it's sturdy enough that I've my doubts it could happen by accident, and flowers held certain meanings. If you ask me the florist hurled the thing at a wall before it ever saw use. Takes two names for a domestic dispute."
Lemm goes back to quietly cleaning the perfume bottle. He sounds a little bit amused, now.
"Apparently my work isn't interesting to you, so now I'm showing off! Hard to believe you've no curiosity in it. I've never liked being told I have too much."
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Date: 2023-01-16 11:16 am (UTC)...He thinks they noticed what he pointed out? Reassuring that they're paying attention at least. Lemm turns the perfume bottle in his hands and sets down the cloth, pointing over at the vase.
"A stamp on the inside base tells me it's Phimenean craft, and even gives two names, though you'd need a -" sigh "- proper lens and good light to make them out. But it travelled a long, long way to get to Hallownest, that I can tell you."
He rattles the next few things off quickly, just to make a point.
"Sun-set mineral mould, tiered inside, likely handcrafted for a florist's display; more likely given as a mutual business exchange. Fine fissure on the outer rim - there -" he points "- could indicate damage on transport, but it's sturdy enough that I've my doubts it could happen by accident, and flowers held certain meanings. If you ask me the florist hurled the thing at a wall before it ever saw use. Takes two names for a domestic dispute."
Lemm goes back to quietly cleaning the perfume bottle. He sounds a little bit amused, now.
"Apparently my work isn't interesting to you, so now I'm showing off! Hard to believe you've no curiosity in it. I've never liked being told I have too much."