an aid to laundry troubles

[unsheathedfromreality]

[At some handwave-y time shortly after the closing of the Story, a note in an workmanlike cursive hand goes up on the bulletin board:]

If you need a change of clothing, I can make simple tunics and trousers that won't disappear.

Find me:

[A simple doodle of Illarion's face follows: Pointy ears, long hair, blindfold (or veil), malar stripes. Enough to go on when most of the Library is human.

It is signed below the doodle with an eye-and-feather symbol. No name.]

IC UPDATE:

[A few hours after the initial post goes up, an additional sheet of paper is appended to it:]

Payment is not necessary but if you're one of those who can make or find permanent items, you can bring one of the following:

- Fabric
- Thread or gut
- Head/round knife
- Awl
- Leathering needle
- Raising hammer
- Pliers
- Portable anvil
- Hides or leather

NO glitter. We have plenty.

Comments

[aetherweaver]

I can. I’m a fair hand at weaving/clothcraft, metalworking, and leatherworking - though I’ve only tools for the first of those here.

The supplies here are limited, but I can definitely adjust things for different sizes if needed - and given the variety of heights here, I think that probably will be.

[unsheathedfromreality]

Might be useful to get you the tools for the others. Got a list?

[He can't pull things out of books, but he's heard that's a thing others might be able to do.]

Suspect we're meant to shift for ourselves outside the basics, given they're willing to give us materials and tools but not anything finished.

[Or that could be the Library's antipathy to anything finished or perfect being kept inside its walls. Either or.]

Is it more than just the primarchs that are completely oversized?

[aetherweaver]

- Head/round knife
- Awl
- Leathering needle
- Raising hammer
- Pliers
- Portable anvil

Past that I can probably manage to build from the ground up. It’d be enough to maintain things, at least if they’re something I can understand. Something like those big lumbering suits of armor some people have are out of my skill range.

I think you. may be correct, however - we seem to be on our own for many things.

And yes. There is someone from my star (more or less, it is complicated) who is about twice my height.

[unsheathedfromreality]

[He notes down the list. Time to make an update to the bulletin board.]

Received. Will find out if there's anyone out there who can get those for you.

How are you on materials?

[He hasn't seen anything yet in the Library that could be repurposed into raw material for a blacksmith or leatherworker the same way he could steal the sheets.]

Good thing that we're on our own, too.

I'm going to need more sheets.

[aetherweaver]

I appreciate it. As for materials, I haven't been able to get much but cloth for now. Metal and leather are probably going to be more difficult to source than that.

I think it's likely a good thing as well. I do know people who can pull things from the books but their quality is somewhat lacking. Honey only tastes half as sweet as it should be, for example.

[unsheathedfromreality]

[He notes that down as well.]

Might just be a matter of practice. It took me long enough to figure out the trick of finishing things.

Half-good leather and cloth are enough for everyday wear, at least, even if I wouldn't rate them for armor.

[aetherweaver]

True. I suppose I'm used to making armor for adventurers, hah.

Either way I can at least keep stuff covered for people.

[unsheathedfromreality]

And people covered with stuff.

[That's all Illarion sends for a long while -- maybe an hour or two.

Then an addendum appears:]

Sanguinius can get us materials.

[aetherweaver]

Sanguinius can? Wonderful. I'll be around in the working area anyway, once I can get the door to open to there.

I'll be glad to make whatever you need out of whatever we can cobble together.

[unsheathedfromreality]

I have a very large amount of red silk now as a demonstration.

[There's something a little ragged about his handwriting now. Weird.]

Let me know when you find the door.

[aetherweaver]

[Interesting...]

I just got it.

[And indeed, he walks into the crafting room, tucking his journal away.]