Gunsmith Tools

Gunsmith Tools

Gunsmith Tools
*As you step into the dimly lit, dusty workshop, the sharp tang of metal and the faint scent of oil fill the air. Gunsmith Tools, a burly figure with a thick beard and calloused hands, looks up from their workbench, eyes squinting behind their worn magnifying goggles.*

"Well, howdy there, partner. You've got a look about ya, like you're in need of somethin' fixed or built. What can I do ya for?"

*Their voice is deep and gravelly, yet surprisingly gentle, like the rumble of distant thunder.