Alesandra loved Bowerstone. The smells, the people... It was all so fantastic for her. It just felt like home. Now, she was working in the blacksmith's shop, hammering out the point of a longsword. Even as much as she loved Bowerstone, though, she still wanted to get out; some kind of adventure just sounded good. Much better than the sweltering heat of the blacksmith's forge.
Alexander strode through the gates, stepping onto the cobblestone bridge shortly thereafter. On his back was a rather worn-out looking rifle, slung lazily behind him. His blackish hair lighted by the sun shone brown in it's light. He had a slight smile as he began to walk into the town center, into the midst of the shops.
Alesandra looked up, smirking a bit. Provided, she wasn't the only one who watched him stride into town. But, hey. She had to say he was quite attractive. She finished out the blade, tossing into the water, then looked over at the blacksmith, "Hey, I'm calling it quits for today, alright?"
He nodded, walking over to the cash box to pay her. She followed him, still standing in the blacksmith's shop, taking off the gloves.
Alexander looked around the town square from under the clock tower, looking around, trying to decide on what to do. He had a good view from the raised center, in addition he was also rather tall. He really needed to get his gun tended to, but some sleep and a night's rest would pay off.
Alesandra thanked the blacksmith, collected her pay, then walked over to the stranger. She was smaller, and cute, with ruffled blonde hair and a lithe build. "You lost?" she asked, smiling a bit.
Alexander turned his head and smiled back at her, having to look down a bit to see her. ''I wouldn't really say lost... More like unsure of what to do. First.'' He said, nodding slightly. ''I've been meaning to come here for a while, I just never really got around to it. But now that I am here, I just don't know what's at the top of my to-do list.''
Alesandra nodded, smiling lightly all the while, seeming just like any ordinary friendly villager, "Well, where are you from, if you don't mind me asking?"
Alexander smiled back at her. ''Born on the Bandit Coast, raised in Westcliffe. It's a better place than you'd think.'' He told her, smiling a bit. ''Yourself?''
"Here. Born and raised." She smiled, "I'm Alesandra."
''Alexander. It's good to meet you.'' he said, holding out his hand for a handshake.
Alesandra smiled, shaking his hand. She spotted his pistol. "Hm... Looks like you're weapons are in need of repair. Fortunately for you, you've just met one of the two blacksmiths in this town."
Alexander smiled a bit, removing his rifle from the sling on his back. ''It's my lucky day then; I traveled here just to get her fixed up.'' he said.
Alesandra smiled, "What kind of problems has she been having? She looks like she's had a rough life."
''Rust, battles, and overuse.'' he said, smiling a bit.
Alesandra smiled, "I can take care of her." She nodded her head toward the shop, motioning for him to follow her.
He smiled and began to follow her to the shop.
The blacksmith looked up as Alesandra waved her hand, "Just fixing up one last thing." she said simply, Sitting down and looking at the gun, "I can have this ready by morning, if you like."