Gala
Giallo Strizzare
Ignis Grax, Azarya

The child snatched the drink first and downed it in a great single gulp that made his eyes bulge and his throat bob. He then buried his face in the food, shoveling it in without a word of thanks. He'd probably not eaten in a long time. 

When the plate was empty he'd finally look up at the two, his expression unreadable but his eyes gleaming with satiation.

"I'm Giallo. What are your names?"
Larry
Lei was sirprised to see just how famished the kid was but he did not question it. He too finished his own meal and looked over at the boy when he spoke. 

Lei offered him a warm smile along with his answer. "Im Lei, and my friend who walked inside is Naesala. So, what brings you here bud?'
Gala
Giallo wiped his mouth and answered back in a deadpan monotone.
"The smell. I think I'm going to follow you for a while, you're nice. Do you live here?"
Robert
Kiervan Czerich
City Street

From the corner of the street, a young man guided a mule trough the laberinthite streets of the city. Like most Azaryans, he was black haired and fair skinned, and aside from his blue eyes, there wasn't anything too distinct to him. 

The robe he wore however, marked him as a scholar of the academy, an unusual sight in the outskirts of a mercantile city.

"At last. Figures Stpanov couldn't give the right adress, but I've finally found it: the Ignis Gyrax. This worksop better be as good as that idiot claimed. Pyotyr, scout ahead for me, will ya? I will tie down the mule."

A cat poked from of one of the sidebags. Like his master, he had black fur and azure eyes. The creature leapt to the ground and bolted towards the door of the workshop, and upon entering, he could hear human voices. Two men and a child were sitting in one of the tables.

The cat paid no heed to them . Instead, he roamed over the counter, examining the crafts for sale as he patiently awaited for his owner to follow him.

When he finally entered the Ignis Grax, he too headed straight for the counter. Like his pet before him, the young man initially paid no attention to the table. It wasn't until he heard the words "Do you live here", that he turned his gaze towards them.
Larry
Lei Linas
Ignis Grax, Azarya

Lei glanced towards a cat who waltzed into the well known workshop around town and hopped onto one of the work benches inside the warmly lit warehouse. The interiors were large and well designed, complete with various well crafted equipment ranging from armor to carriage blueprints and sketches to show off the works of the inventor. The first floor was tidy despite there being several blacksmiths and other workers busy in the spacious room. A flight of stairs led up to an indoor balcony that overlooked the workshop, seemingly the station of whoever was in charge. 


Lei smiled at the adorable creature as it made itself comfortable within the shop. He hoped that it wouldn't get its fur singed by the flames of the nearby furnaces.


"Yes, I do live here."  Lei smiled back at Giallo then returned his attention to the cat when he noticed a man join it. He assumed that he was the feline's owner.


 "Good morning Sir." Lei smiled with a welcoming aura as he stood to meet the man at the counter. "Can I help you with anything? "
Robert
Kiervan Czerich
Ignis Grax

The young man's expression went from dejection to a big smile.

"Morning to you as well. I was hoping you could help me with some navigational instruments." The cat leaped into his shoulder. "A friend of mine spoke highly this place."

But the man's gaze wasn't set on the instruments he claimed had come for. His attention had been captured by the works on display of the inventor.

"My name is Kiervan Czerich, by the way."
The Czerich were known for being the wealthiest family in the coastal city, but the maganate only ever spoke of three of his children, which were now st the academy. Perhaps this was the son of one of his first marriages, whom at the time were rumored to be great failures. Back in those days, many people, from sailors to merchants, whispered that the line of the magnate was doomed.

"These are all wonderful," Said Czerich. "Who are the craftsmen behind them?" He was still contemplating the inventions.

Pyotr, the cat, had made his way to the balcony in the meantime.
Gala
Giallo Strizzare
Ignis Grax, Azarya

The lad stood up as the new arrival entered, holding stock still with just his wide eyes following their motion like a trick painting in a haunted house, his mouth an indecipherable slit. Despite the fresh meal he'd enjoyed his complexion remained palid, a sharp contrast to the black he wore. 
He seemed utterly out of place, and although he was merely being polite and attentively listening, his being there would just kinda buzzkill the vibe in most scenarios.
He never lasted very long in restaurants or parties before he got kicked out for standing around.
Robert
Czerich remained focused on the various inventions, not bothering to spare a glance for Lei, much less for Giallo.

Pyotr however, watched Giallo with a deathly stare from the top of the balcony.

"Is any of these yours?" Asked Czerich, still without looking at Lei.
Larry
Lei Linas 
Ignis Grax 

"Of course!" Lei beamed, more than happy to service the other man. The inventor warmly shook the man's hand and introduced himself. "Lei Linas, I'm the owner of this shop. Pleased to meet you sir." Lei was delighted to have someone of such status interested in his work, It showed him that his hard work was paying off. " Please, follow me?" He then lead the way over to a few shelves which had several items on display, he gestured towards the collection of equipment that Kiervan needed and there he could see a few selections available along with a few bound paged books placed neatly on the lowest shelf. Lei picked one of the books out and flipped through the pages to show different models and items he had in stock in case he would be interested in purchasing some of them. 

"I pulled together these ones you see here, I am interested in traveling you see." Lei chuckled softly, knowing he didn't have to explain much since a hand full of his inventions included different models of carriages, parts and other items which provided ease of travel and living while on the go. 

Lei did glance towards the cat who was exploring the balcony, a little worried that he might bump into his own larger companions. "Um... I don't think your cat should go upstairs. I have a wolf and a big cat that stay there." Lei said looking towards the balcony stairs and gesturing one of his peers to go stop the cat with some shy hand gestures. A well toned woman with tied back dark hair pursed her lips when she caught on to what Lei was saying and she nodded. She reached over towards the customer's cat and tried coaxing him to move down the stairs by sticking her hand through the stone railings and blocking the cat's path. Unfortunately the cat treaded past her hand and she looked back at Lei with a small grimace which the workshop owner returned with a small worried smile.
Robert
Kiervan Czerich.
Ignis Grax

The sane grin could be seen on Czerich's face, but upon realizing this, he quickly composed himself. Pyotr moved away from the balcony, but remained focused on Giallo. The small felaine seemed annoyed at Giallo's prsence, and the hostile mauling he sent his way bordered on provaction.

"An artificer that deams of venturing to the world beyond... How unusual for us Azaryans isn't it?" This time, Czerich faced Lei as he spoke. "I believe it presents the welcome discovery of a great character, which at times arise in an age of darkness, to vindicate the honour of the human species."

There was a pause before Czerich spoke again.

"I think I'll go for a small spyglass. And a map. A map of the world: the biggest one you have. I just so happen to be travelling to the south as well. Both must be sturdy and reliable, I won't be using them for sailing."
Gala
Giallo Strizzare
Ignis Grax

Giallo noticed the cat's hostility, and picked up his chair... Which he then placed on the table. He clambered up onto the table and sat regally in the chair, his lofty position signifying his superiority over the feline. His expression did not change.
Larry
Lei Linas 
Ignis Grax 

Lei was lost at the mention of an age of darkness. His expression curious as he tried to decode what this man meant to say. Was he referring to the politics of the kingdom? No that wouldn't make sense... Maybe the plague? Lei pushed the thoughts away when he heard the lad mention what he needed so he nodded at him with a friendly smile and moved to fetch the requested gadget he had in storage. Just before he was about to disappear into the back storage room in the far back end of the workshop he stepped back to see Giallo seating himself on top of a chair he propped up on the table outside. 

"Wha?...." Lei eyed him then the cat with a raised eyebrow before shrugging his shoulders and walking into the backroom to go fetch the spyglass.