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[ Bolormaa is sitting by the river in Cindersap Forest today, her jPad sitting in front of her as she tries to record a professional video. There's a soft yellow fox with multiple tails stretching on her, sometimes twitching. There's also a doll by her side - the only one she'd brought with her. But it's petting the fox - the Carbuncle! ]

Hello! And, um, if we have not met before, well met. My name is Bolormaa Sagahl, and I wish to open up a library here. One which holds books and stories from all of us - to not be forgotten...

But that is not what I wish to talk about today. I have been studying the art of crafting Carbuncle - ah, a magicked creature from my land. I have also been looking into making mechanical helpers known as mammets... and I think I've found a solution for each of my issues.

Using, um, special shards of crystal, I can activate mammets. And then, they power the Carbuncle within... though they are not as cute and cuddly as mine, this allows Carbuncle to be kept and used by those who do not have an innate way to manipulate their aether. I do not know if they can battle, however - I hope not to need to find out...

[ The special shards of crystal? Flakes from her scales, but Bolormaa won't admit that right now. That she's been experimenting with fragments of Hydaelyn. ]

The goods needed to craft them, other then their core, can be... um, found around. If any of you desire a mammet, please get in contact with me - payment shall change depending on what exactly you desire crafted. Or if you simply wish to talk!

[ Bolormaa reaches over to end the video, before a thought crosses her mind - and she tries to look serious again. ]

...Ah. Before I forget - if there are any who are familiar with a conflict between Lady Cosmos and Chaos - or simply the repeating time known as Cycles - I would like to be in contact with you. I would also wish to speak with any Eorzeans I have not - or any who may be familiar with the term Moogle, Chocobo, or the such...

Thank you.

[ And that's the end! For those seeking her in-person, she's remaining by the river for quite a while - writing and petting her Carbuncle. ]

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Anon, she says. He trusts it will be within the next few moments with the excitement she shows for her task. It's a tad bit endearing and she's an interesting little thing. Worthy of entertaining for small amounts of time.

He brushes back some of his hair, knowing the ends are starting to curl due to this damndable heat. And he's locked himself up in this little wooden abode so that hasn't helped his matters any. Why hasn't he built himself some sort of cooling devvice yet? Hold on. That's next on his list. Living like this is ridiculous.

He goes to write such a note on the task board he's set up for himself pausing only when he hears the familiar chime of a Carbuncle. That would have to be his guest. See... She basically ran here once she knew where he was.

Sprinting off to meet with one of the Empire's former generals. She's an odd thing... Sort of reminds him of those clones, just a little bit.

Well... he might as well greet her since she sprinted all the way here. And he does. Nero opens the door allowing much needed fresh air to flood through his workshop and he leans against the wooden frame waiting for her to be upon his doorstep. "Well met... You needn't have run. I wasn't going anywhere, you know. Granted... I appreciate not being kept waiting."

She couldn't help but rush - she was excited to learn everything. To show off her knowledge, and learning more of who she could be. Bolormaa was even wiggling a little - far more like a Miqo'te then any Au Ra. Stopping just in front of him, Bolormaa gave a soft bow. "I'd rather not leave you waiting!"

After a moment, she got out a small rock - with a tap of it, her Carbuncle vanished into nothingness. "Besides. What kind of Spoken would I be if I did not wish to share what I'd discovered?"

"Not very spoken at all, I imagine."

He steps back to allow her entry into his home... workshop. This is just a workshop.

"I'm curious about this discovery of yours. And the crystal shards. It goes without saying that I have been looking for some of the power sources we've known from our home. I've read up on some interesting things you can do here and am already experimenting a bit but crystals would go a long way towards the familiar.

"Surely you aren't about to withhold your source from me."

"Of course not. It's just..." Bolormaa begins, stumbling over her words a little. "You know of my own nature. Recently, I began to shed some scales - ones which were dead.

But they hold the same power as crystals of Eorzea."

Oho. Such fortutive information.

"Well... Now isn't that a chocobo of a different color. I take it that is because you're alignment with the Goddess."

Interesting... He will log that away as it will undoubtedly come in handy and he will need to get his hands on crystals eventually.

"Are you in need of someone who is capable of making the mammets? I have a good eye for their design and function. Much better than some others around here."

"Not simply in alignment. Made out of," Bolormaa states, as she scratches as her scales a little. "But it's similar enough, I suppose...

...And I would love that!" She replied, before giving a small tsk. "I've sighted that Cid-- he's not too friendly, is he." Listen, Bolormaa has totally tried to talk to him and he is rude! And not in that regular Garlean way. "I've been teaching myself to craft them, but I'm not too good. I, um. Made that Wind-up Minfilia."

Right. Made out of.

But, hold on, are they about to drag Cid? Because he is ever here for that.

"Rude is an understatement to be sure. He attacked me the moment I was off the bus. Really... parallel worlds or not a shoddy engineer will ever be shoddy engineer. You really only need me to make what you need."

And listen, maybe he'll teach her some basics because she just sort of emits a radiance that's hard to just brush away. Sort of like that Warrior of Light. You don't want to like them... but you do.

"It's not that difficult... but if there is something wrong with what you attempted we'll take a long look and see where it went awry."

She snorts, happily. "Um, well. G'raha tells me you both have different talents. Um, back home. But I trust you, Nero - and your craftsmanship..."

It's bad. She keeps comparing him to the other him... and Bolormaa shakes her head again, trying to hide her own disappointment at herself. "Her range of movement isn't too good, I must admit. I was not commonly at the Gold Saucer - but isn't there a mammet of you?"

The material here wasn't as easy to craft as manipulating material with crystals - but that was okay. She was enjoying her life, even if she was more occupied with repairing a building...

"As you should." And you should. For it is the best and he's not taking second seat even if G'raha tries to play nice and say they have different talents.

Oh. Hold on. She's mentioning something slightly vain he did while trying to survive in Eorzea. He needed money. And at the time making mammets of himself seemed like a good idea. That peculiar owner of the Gold Saucer loved his craftsmanship, as he should, and ordered a whole bunch. Why people would want an Imperial general mammet is not entirely known to him but he wasn't there to ask questions.

"Mayhaps..." Yes there is but let's not get into too much detail about. There's adventures out there that have a small version of him running behind them and at the time that seemed hilarious but in hindsight it's a bit disconcerting.

Onto better things.

"I can take a look at your mammet and I'll see if I can get her working proper. It'll only take a moment if you have her on you."

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