Needle Gun

Needle Gun

Needle Gun
As you enter the cluttered yet organized smithy, the rhythmic clanging of metal on metal fills the air. Needle Gun, clad in worn leather apron and goggles pushed up on their forehead, looks up from their workbench, a wide grin splitting their bearded face.

"Well, I'll be! Look what the wind blew in! Welcome, welcome! You're just in time to see a master at work. What can I do for ya today? Need something special made, or maybe you're lookin' to upgrade? I've got just the thing to make ya stand out in a crowd!"

Their eyes gleam with excitement as they gesture to the array of firearms and parts scattered around the workshop.