Gala
Giallo Strizzare
Ignis Grax, Azarya

Giallo shrugged. "A wise man who's dead."
He then turned and addressed Lei, saying, "Can you show us where the smithy is too, sir?"
Robert
Kiervan Czerich, Ignis Grax

"I may be in need of new clothing. More specifically, non Azaryan ones," Explained Czerich. "But it's better to puchase the clothes locally. Besides, southern Taemar isn't very urbanized. We won't have too many people to worry about."

And after hearing Giallo ask for the smithery, he added.


"I'm not a warrior, but I could use a weapon."
Larry
Lei Linas 
Ignis Grax

"The smithy? Were standing in one." He smiled at the boy. "Is there something specific you are looking for? I might be able to help." 

Linas then looked over at the other man and nodded " I know a store owner who recently moved in. He has some unique looking clothing for sale in his shop. " 

When he heard of the weapon he needed Lei smiled and gave him a small nod. "We do make some weapons here too, although it's not my specialty, Kai here is a skilled blacksmith. She loves making different kinds of weapons. She can make any weapon that suits your taste."
Robert
Kiervan Czerich, Ignis Grax

The scholar smiled. "Any weapon?"

Kiervan was not a duellist, but he would need a tool to cut his way trough the continent's weeds, branches, and his own poorly cooked meat. That being said, the the continent remained as dangerous a place as ever and a weapon would still be necessary. This could be a chance to get both.

"I want a butcher knife, but make it pointy, and half the size of a cutlass.

I'm willing to pay 10 gold for it, but I can raise it to 30 if the _Ignis Grax_ were to comply with these instructions:"

He handled Lias a scroll which contained a list of rare minerals and specification, such as a "0.24wt% C, 12.8wt% Cr" Ratio for the ferrous alloy. The seal had the stamp of the West Azarya Czerich Trade Guild, meaning it had been stamped not by Kiervan, but by his father the Lord Magnate. The young scholar made no comment on he had aquired such document.

Kiervan Czerich, Ignis Grax

The scholar smiled. "Any weapon?"

Kiervan was not a duellist, but he would need a tool to cut his way trough the continent's weeds, branches, and his own poorly cooked meat. That being said, the the continent remained as dangerous a place as ever and a weapon would still be necessary. This could be a chance to get both.

"I want a butcher knife, but make it pointy, and half the size of a cutlass.

I'm willing to pay 10 gold for it, but I can raise it to 30 if the _Ignis Grax_ were to comply with these instructions:"

 He handled Lias a scroll which contained a list of rare minerals and specification, such as a "0.24wt% C, 12.8wt% Cr" Ratio for the ferrous alloy. The seal had the stamp of the West Azarya Czerich Trade Guild, meaning it had been stamped not by Kiervan, but by his father the Lord Magnate.
The young scholar made no comment on how he had aquired such a document.
Larry
Lei Linas 
Ignis Grax

While Kiervan was busy thinking of what weapon he wished to have forged Lei looked towards the boy who explained what exactly he wished to have made. Lei's worries have inevitably come true when he heard the boy's request to have a stiletto made in payment of a bronze coin. 

Linas was clearly hesitant as he did not feel it was appropriate to craft such a dagger for a young boy. He did voice his concerns gently and Giallo insisted with a raise of his silver coin to try and convince the inventor. 

Lei did notice that he was armed with a dagger of his own and guessed that he's already had some experience using it. With some thought Linas eventually sighed and gave in to the boy's requests although he could already feel himself regretting the decision. 

He instructed the blade smith to work on the boy's order and the inventor accepted the boy's payment of a silver coin hesitantly. He gave the boy a weary smile and sighed softly, hoping that he knew how to wield the dagger properly. 

He turned to Kiervan next when he was ready with what he had in mind. Lei and his partner blacksmith Kai listened carefully while Kai took down some notes to get the orders specifications correctly. "That is a unique request." He looked over at his partner and she nodded with a confident smile. Lei smiled at her in return and nodded, fully trusting her knowledge and skill in weapon craftsmanship. 

"Ok, we can get these specifications done."
Robert
Kiervan Czerich, Ignis Grax.

The blacksmith assured Kiervan that all the specifications. The Ignis lived to it's reputation. But were it's blacksmiths truly aware of what he was asking them to craft? Not that it mattered, even if they were to find, they were all still in Azarya.

More importantly, he was blowing his budget. The Magnate would be furious if he were to come back and ask for more. All the more reason to depart as soon as possible.

On his way to the carriage, he stopped midway and turned his head. One last glance to the shop.

"Can I ask for an inscription on the blade?"

Kai, the blacksmith, answered with a firm nod. As for what would it be...

"Lantern," He Czerich. And he dissapeared amidst the light outside the door.
Larry
Lei Linas 
Ignis Grax, Garden

With the weapons being planned out Lei went ahead and gathered the metal needed to cast the weapons. He headed to the secluded area of the shop home to special blast furnaces for high intensity heat and quick melting then ignited the furnaces with golden fire. The concentrated flames easily melted the metal in seconds thanks to the intense heat coming from the pyromancer's palms. 
Within a few hours the weapons were entering their final stages thanks to the skilled work of the pyromancer and the blacksmith who worked along side him. 

Not long after the completion of the two weapons Lei was all set and ready. He finished hooking up his two beautiful horses to the carriage, both of them a gentle beige color with blonde hair. The mule was secured in a secured cart attached to the back of the carriage. The carriage was fitted with special mechanisms that would store energy and lessen the effort needed from the horses, allowing them to travel further distances with less strain on their bodies. Lei indeed was passionate about his studies and it was reflected in his inventions.
Gala
Giallo Strizzare
Ignis Grax, Azarya

While the stout dirk had its uses, Giallo knew his little ten year old arms put him at a great disadvantage with it in many a scenario. A stiletto with its thin thrusting blade would allow him to make the most of what limited strength he had, concentrating it all upon a single point. Even an eighty pound boy could deeply penetrate mail or leather and the tissues beneath with a stiletto.

He'd be ready to leave on time with the others, standing outside and marveling at how pleasant the weather was.
Robert
Kiervan Czerich, Ignis Grax.

"All aboard then?"

Czerich had just finished attaching his mule to the cart. Both the kid and the blacksmith seemed ready to roll, so there was no more reason to wait.

"To the east!" He said. And as Giallo leapt on the carriage, Lias ordered the horses to move along.
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