CH 4 — Eisbaer
“We’ve got clients lined up already, Trenton! Can you believe it?” Granted, Eisbaer suspected most of these pottery enthusiasts were NPCs. Or worse—players utterly devoid of creativity.
When she put out that tentative post in the Global Chat (also worriedly devoid of life), she expected one or two whispers, and a whole lot of silence. Instead, she got bombarded with requests! All for the same style, no less...
Everyone wanted simple clay vases, bowls, and cups. Few requested fanciful patterns or even glaze! Not that there was any shame in desiring simple designs, but to have the bulk of her orders be regulated to cookie-cutter aesthetics was...disappointing. So naturally she assumed only the NPCs wanted to hand over their hard-earned money. And really, could she afford to be picky?
That didn’t make it sting any less. Eisbaer was an artist by trade and had a heavy dislike of mass-marketed products that all followed the same bland patterns. Where was the whimsy? The sense of wonder? It was all very boring, and turned her craft into hand-cramping movements, run more on automatic than careful concentration. Who needed intention and flair, when you had such rigid demands?
She was richer for it, but not fulfilled.
