Meeting Amongst Celebrations [Catherine, Caliora]

Her shoulders seized a bit when touched unexpectedly, but settled down shortly after as the answer she'd been coasting for finally came. She didn't appear even remotely as shocked as the reveal of how truly abnormal this woman was uncovered.

"...So you really aren't like a typical human huh? Just like me, I guess." She'd place her hand on her chin in a brief moment of thought, "..Are you a Fullbringer?"

Couldn't help but let out a click of the teeth to that information, "Quite the roundabout way to claim you're ordinary, but I got you."

With this, she really locked into the conversation - she wanted to see if she could get anything about this lady, and her familiar name... She hadn't thought of it much, but it seemed like details matched up enough with what she'd caught in the stream of the wealthy.

"..So you're Caliora the glass sculptor..." She'd muse in a fleeting breath. Honestly, she felt a little burst of excitement in her chest - she'd seen her worksmanship, but she wouldn't have thought she would've run into her here... But at the same time it didn't feel like this was the first time,

"I've seen many of your works from my clients is all. Pardon my prodding."

They definitely met before; she hadn't even verbally brought up the idea yet her company so readily admitted to that. She swore... Was it this festival? She definitely came here with the boys before, but she used to get so wasted that she barely remembered what happened. She kicked that irksome habit, but it didn't do great for remembering people.

"I'm a wood and metalworker myself. I'd have to offer some recognition for the skill of a fellow craftsman, especially with the works i've seen, you're exceptional," Her hands were on her hips, head canted that way as her sunset locks draped her posture, "..But I think we did meet before... Ahhmm, I guess the name 'Anise' would probably be more recognizable to you."

"Many of your works that i've seen were being flaunted by rich fucks enamored by antiques. I wasn't sure if it was actually you until you admitted you would be the right age to be the Caliora."

Troublemakers... She's probably talking about the chasm incident; that's the only possible worldly disruption she could think of that'd impact work. Her own industry's supply movement was impacted from the appearance of rowdy hollows encroaching where they shouldn't be, and especially with Vastime's fall. She's had to personally work with the lads to make ends meet and tie tight, but they weren't in a terrible spot money-wise thankfully; she could hardly say the more traditional, craftsman end of their company was as bustling though.

"We're going strong despite any hangups. I still see some of our works in the wild and i'm definitely not completely stalled on commissions," Her remark was airy and full of thought, "We get several different requests but arguably the most popular one has to be the traditional style of nature carvings upon an animal shape with walnut or hickory as the choice of wood. Metal or stone work hasn't been as popular, though we get the occasional request for marble or a hunk of gem, so it's enough to tide over."

It was too profitable, making weapons over art to begin with after all - their catalogue wasn't as robust as it could be with all that damn knowledge that big bastard has hidden behind all her bullshit requirements, but she'd make a quick turnaround of their industry if she could just kill him already. Though, she placed her thoughts elsewhere, namely in having some recollection finally: Yeah she was definitely wasted out of her mind last time she was here, she recalled Niko getting upset at her for doing so and promised never to get that carried away again. That had to be when...

"Oh that isn't.. Forget it," She wasn't going to make a big deal about what her name should be, reaching into her pocket to produce a business card, an elegant yet blocky font greeting Caliora reading: ULBERG ARMS & INNOVATION - ADRIAN ANDERSSON accompanied by a comprehensive grouping of contact information, "Ignore the name, it's my info. I'll be sure to keep in touch; if you need an avenue to get back out there, you could always do work by commission under us. Clientele is of a... Unique, sort, but they have no reservations to paying well for works."

Always had rich friends to show off to, many of her clients... She never argued, even on messy jobs unrelated to what she was proposing Caliora, the pay was substantial and satisfying, "And, no.. No need for boy hunting, thanks."