WANTED: WOODWORKING TOOLS

[proficienciesouttheass]

IM LOOKING FOR WOODWORKING TOOLS.

WANTED: ANY AND ALL WOODWORKING AND CARPENTRY TOOLS. HAMMERS. CHISELS. SAWS. ANYTHING YOU HAVE.

PENCILS. CHALK. PAPER. WHATEVER.

CAN TRADE. I CAN MAKE YOU SOMETHING. OR HUNT. OR LIFT SOMETHING REALLY HEAVY.

ASK FOR MAGNUS BURNSIDES.

- MAGNUS

PS:YOU GOT A MONSTER PROBLEM, YOU CAN COME TO ME.

PPS: WHAT THE FUCK WHERE THOSE ISLANDS THOUGH?

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[proficienciesouttheass]

[ It's a very, very busy day for Magnus! He got such a good response to his makeshift wanted ad, and people are so nice and helpful around here.

By noon, the large bear of a man arrives, knapsack slung over his shoulder, looking very ready for business. ]

Hey! You K2?

[souldeterminant]

[It takes them a bit to respond, still rummaging through their belongings, but after a few moments they seize something and draw it out, rising to their feet: it's a little wooden box, about the size of an average adult man's fist. Turning to Magnus, they crane their neck upwards with a nod of their head.]

Kittu.

[kih-too. They present the box in their palm.]

I counted on the way here. There's 20 left.

[proficienciesouttheass]

Kittu. [ He repeats, taking note. The name sounds familiar, though he's never seen this kid before...

Stranger.]

Ah.

[ He kneels, taking the box.]

Awesome, thanks!

Do you, huh. Want anything for it?

[souldeterminant]

[They tilt their head thoughtfully. Usually, they'd just hand something over without expecting so much as a thank-you, but this is supposed to be a trade, isn't it. Rocking on their heels a little, it's probably obvious that Frisk hasn't really thought about this at all.]

[After a second or two, they speak up.]

You said you can make stuff? Like what?

[proficienciesouttheass]

[ Magnus puts the box in his knapsack as the kid thinks, then standing back up and crossing his arms, more than happy to talk about his carpentry skills.]

Lots of stuff. You know, chairs, tables, ducks, other wooden animals. You say it, I can make it. You know, if I find the right tools.

[souldeterminant]

Ducks?

[Forget the mention of all the actually practical stuff; it's the wooden animals that really seems to capture their attention. Frisk perks up a little, their eyes opening a bit wider.]

Can you make two ducks?

[proficienciesouttheass]

[ They're a long time fan favorite! ]

Oh, yeah, sure! Those for you, or...?

[souldeterminant]

[They shake their head, beaming slightly.]

For my twin. And Tim.

[neither of which literally have any use for a wooden duck. But by golly are they gonna get one each if Frisk can help it.]

[proficienciesouttheass]

Oh, Tim with the sideburns? I know him. Great guy.

Hm, you could customize them if you want. Like paint the ducks to look like them. People love that.