07-13-2016, 09:55 PM
"Enthusiast would be the understatement of the century kiddo, ya ain't gonna find folk that get better at the craft than Krankshaft. You need something leveled or got a need for some real personal 'sploding then I be the best of the best."
He holsters his canister and moves his body to let a large container on his back roll off gently onto the ground before him as he pats the sides and checks it over before tightening a few things near the top.
"If ya think ya can be keepin' up with me then I 'spose we could try working something together. Might teach ya how not to get yer limbs toasted off playing with the chems as well."
He chuckles almost uncontrollably as he still holds the large container with one hand.
He holsters his canister and moves his body to let a large container on his back roll off gently onto the ground before him as he pats the sides and checks it over before tightening a few things near the top.
"If ya think ya can be keepin' up with me then I 'spose we could try working something together. Might teach ya how not to get yer limbs toasted off playing with the chems as well."
He chuckles almost uncontrollably as he still holds the large container with one hand.
A Soot-coated and oddly thin human wearing a strange tattered cloak, torn pants, and a variety of pouches and containers. His pony-tail appears to be singed and he smells of blast powder and a hint of honey.
(OOG - Christian Kimmerer - Medical Marshal)
(OOG - Christian Kimmerer - Medical Marshal)