[open] not a swatch, not a skein had gone to waste

[doneisdone]

WHO: Teren von Skraedder and cheapskates
WHAT: Outfit consultations/fittings/alterations for the ball. From this post.
WHEN: From early Drakonis to the night of the event
WHERE: The Herald's Rest, second floor; personal rooms
NOTES: She can do anything an Orlesian tailor can, and without a stupid mask.

Teren can be found at a large corner table in the Herald's Rest, where she has set up an impromptu workshop for those who can't afford or would prefer not to use the Orlesian tailors.

She is also making house calls for those who request them. (Just put it in your starter!)

Comments

makes stuff up about fibers sorry

[obi_wanmanshow]

"It's gaberwool, actually," He's almost apologetic that it couldn't be something more familiar, "They're very durable, naturally weather-resisant. But, as you can see, all good things come to an end."

Except for the cloak, which is Bantha and will therefore probably outlive them all. Of course, you can't mistake Bantha wool for anything but wool, particularly when wet, as Obi-Wan knew with uncomfortable intimacy. Damned Kamino rain...

"I'm sure cotton will do well enough as a patch, for the purpose."

[doneisdone]

"G..aberwool," Teren repeats, glancing back up at him as though he's insane, though she won't say anything. Foreigners.
"Very well then," she decides, "come back tomorrow evening to pick it up. I shall have word sent if I need more time, but I doubt it."