Debbie
*Ralki explores the markets of the merchant and artisan district of new salvainia, not wanting to purchase something but to get ideas. After her meeting with Almann she put her effort into expanding her mold earth to metals. She's gotten the hang of it but hasn't felt like any of her pieces were to her level of quality. This was why Ralki was here, totally not to look around and see all the cool stuff, only serious stuff. She finds a stall of a locksmith showing off his decorated and gilded locks and keys, they look absolutely stunning.*
Jacob
Meanwhile, a new face has found herself back in her homeland. She has travelled far and wide, seeing just about the border of the next nation. In modern terms, that isn't that far, not wide, but in Drase terms, that was pretty damn good! She was quite a stunning person. Her red hair flowing behind her as she looks for a new book for her travels. She carried an old, worn out book. It was labelled Laebhar, as in Book in a strange dying langauge from somewhere in the Mentian lands. 

She seemed to be dressed strangely. She wore black and red clothing, with some hints of white and grey, namely her shirt and ascot. It looked like it costs a lot honestly. But what was more eye catching was the intricate blade she carried. It looked like something a noble would carry around! Not some random bucket kicker, but some damn noble! Definitely didn't look like it was supposed to be used for battle, and it didn't even look used at all. 

But if course, it wasn't smart to test any stranger. Especially when they have a sword and are probably a full foot taller than you. But as fate wills it, she ended up right smack next to Ralki, staring at the locks. She definitely needed a lock for her book. Not for functionality, rather for aesthetics... But she was in a bit of a financial struggle. She lost a lot of money from being attacked by a rivalling Investigator. 

She sighed to herself, almost coming out as a scoff. Almost. It still sounded like a sigh, just... More tired and more weary sounding. Been a long journey

"Ah yes... Locks. I've just been searching for a locksmith"

She whispered to herself as she surveyed everything the owner had to offer. Simple iron ones to the more... Intricate, shiny, engraved, jewel crusted, whatever locks. Pretty! Probably expensive too. Not in her budget. She needed to work a lot if she wanted this...
Debbie
"Pretty, aren't they? I don't really need locks myself, but it's nice to see them. Or even buy them for their beauty. You know how Lora are good at detecting quality in metals? I think? Well you wouldn't even have to have a Lora check these out to know it's perfect." *She says vacant minded without realizing she was talking to someone. She looks at a specific lock, a dark blue and red one with its matching key next to it. The key has an opal imbedded in the base. The crafter certainly knew their stuff*

"I wish I could make stuff as beautiful as this."
Jacob
"I'm pretty sure you can make one with practice and the right books. If I can learn two langauges by myself by travelling and living with speakers, you can most definitely learn how to make these"

She remembered a year ago when she lived in with a bunch of Einerfins, learning their language... Studying their trades, their culture, their lifestyle. She even tried to do Einerfin work! But of course, she was unable to. She was simply too weak for any truly physical labour. But of course, she was able to get one thing from them. Her sword. The sword that she carries right now. The same sword that costed her the same amount of money that Kohm would spend on prosthetics. The same amount of money Ferret would spend on her coffee. Yeah that's enough comparisond.

But still, the truth is the truth. With enough practice and the right environment, you will be able to build something like this. Heck, Elowen would probably excell at making locks and jewelry. She is known for her steady hand and excessively strong balance.

"I wish I was able to find something like this in my travels..."
Debbie
*Ralki shoots up for a split second surprised someone is talking back to her, but then immediately recovers from that shock. What to tell her, oh yes, of course!*

"If you seriously want to see something amazing you should definitely check out my pottery. It is well known in the settlements I sold it in!"

*That might seem egotistical or fake but it is indeed the truth. She is certainly a prodigy of pottery and many would consider her to be a master potter... Though she does lack a skill that would help her go above and beyond, to truly wow everyone.*

"Though if I really want to be as good at this artisan, I have to learn how to work with metals... Which is why I'm here, I can already mold soft metals extremely well, but I just cannot find a style. What do you think?"
Jacob
"I certainly think that would be nice, yes. But I won't know about these settlements if I'm not told about them yeah?"

She mentioned, still affixed on the locks. Her right hand (woah wait is this Ferret's only right handed character?) was rested on her sword. She naturally leant on her left foot, her hip cocked slightly to compensate for the slantedness. Now that Ralki had a closer look on Elowen, she would see that the sword was finely engraved, not having a scabbard, rather being held by a Frog Scabbard. If she wanted to show off something, this is what she would show off. The blade shined in what little light was offered by the torches, even giving Ralki a reflection!

But honestly, she was quite impressed with Ralki. Someone who was good with their hands... Could actually make something and do something good with materials. She strived to be just like her, but she couldn't. She was told she wasn't meant for hard work by her parents and her late brother. She was raised to be a housewife and only a house wife. Of course she defied them, going as far as to enlisting in a militia. But of course, that wasn't for her. She left shortly after, travelling to the far lands! 

"These locks are quite attractive yes, but it is quite expensive. Cheaper than another smith from up north, but still expensive."
Debbie
"Mhmm, I mean I could totally purchase it but honestly it'd take me days to make that back... So you've been to the north? I particularly like Prasia works, despite their functionality over looks. I mean you'll never get a bad weapon or tool from them, I can guarantee that. There are some that I know that make some beautiful stuff"

*Man, reminiscing about her trips to Prasia makes her very nostalgic. She had been there many times to purchase tools and if her mother wanted something particularly extravagant she'd purchase something absolutely gorgeous from there. Ralki hadn't been there by herself since going on her own, huh?*

"It's so interesting huh? The locks, but I shouldn't dwell on one concept too much! That'll dampen my great mind if I lock my noggin into one idea! Do you want to check out other stalls with me? Since we're already talking I'd find it unnatural to stop here."
Jacob
"Yeah it'd be quite awkward if two people were to just suddenly stop talking while they were just getting started. The name is Elowen. I'm an Investigator and Language Enthusiast. What's yours?"

She asked, reaching her hand out. It wasn't gloved like... Another woman she met. Very friendly gesture indeed! Her hand was soft and subtle. Just who was this lady? She definitely took care of her physical appearance. That's for sure. And she definitely- yeah no, for sure, she has a desk job. 

Maybe she came across a miracle skin preserver! Or... Maybe she is one of those people that don't age quickly. What were they called... Mages? She didn't look like a mage. What kind of mage doesn't wear a massive hat and carry a staff around? Definitely not one Elowen has met before. 

But yes, she has been North. But in reality, she actually hasn't been North. She started to go North, ending up in the Eísauen Highlands in Mentia. Pretty place. Always green with grass or a pristine white from snow. She then somehow ended up in Einerfin territory... Which could be north? She thinks it's North but OOCly, I don't know.

"Yeah no, most definitely I would like to check out some stalls. It was refreshing to see home once again. I wonder how it changed in all these years"
Debbie
*A figurative spark lights up in Ralki's eyes so bright it could be mistaken for actually light, an investigator! Investigators are adventurers too! She must have some stories. Wait, act cool about this, you cannot scare her off by being crazy.*

"So what languages do you know? Knowing multiple languages must open up the opportunity to knowing so many other cultures, right?"

*It kills Ralki to ask something like this despite it being boring to her. But sure, it's still a nice question to ask. Ralki begins to walk through the plaza with Elowen in tow. She looks with interest at all the stalls with the various jewelry, armor, and weaponry.*
Jacob
"Well, I tend to focus on old, dying languages. I know this strange language spoken by around a hundred or so people. They call it Eísauen, but there is a massive variation between each person. You can't step on foot without hearing a slightly different dialect. There's another language spoken by Einerfins. I think they call it Güþmänn månngëispprachtung. Very strange... Word combinations are strange. Do you speak any other languages? It opens up new horizons, especially when you want to sell your wares to people who don't speak your language"

She said, following after the person. What caught her eye was a gold ring... Shiny... Pretty... Gold... She shook herself out of her trance, catching up to Ralki. She really really liked gold... And she also really really liked shiny things. Like you could probably force her to submit to someone if she was promised a shiny thing. She is kinda like a cat! 

Her sword clinked on her trousers, not having a sharp blade itself. Just the tip. If that tip touches something... They will probably start to bleed... Just a bit. It was razor sharp and ultra hard. If she didn't have the enchantments she had, she wouldn't have such an excessively sharp tip!
Debbie
"Yeah, that einerfin language as well. I had to learn it to learn one of my spells. It was a similar technique to rune magic, but with certain characteristics of the language, you know? I don't particularly practice the language anymore though but those tall guys are nice."

*Yep, Ralki is around the height of an einerfin, funny ain't it? Elowen would certainly know that all Flit's have an innate connection to a string of magical runes in their language. But something catches her attention!* 

"O! Is that... Yes! It's high quality baskets! I needed one to... I don't remember why I needed it..."
Jacob
She just simply followed along. She didn't have anything to do. She didn't have anything to investigate... She should be fine around Ralki right? It's not like she'd get kidnapped or anything... Right? 

She did certainly know. She was of course, completely fluent in the language. Though, she did have her own variations, but it was still understandable to just about every Einerfin in existence. 

"Baskets? Those seem nice. I remember having to wear a basket as a hat... Was it a hat? I forget. I also remember having to wear a net... Mostly for hiding purposes."

She said, having her own unique experiences as an investigator. But something else caught her eye... A hat... A cool hat. A hat that looks like... A tricorn! She loves hats. But... She needed to save her money. She only had a steady flow of income from investors paying their due and clients paying off their ever so increasing depts.
Debbie
"Hats! Of course hats! I had forgotten that they had existed... No I am not dumb, *Despite everyone calling me that.* It's just that I hadn't wore one or saw any much because it was kind of not the trend in my village."

*Ralki looks around at the hats and finds a cool one. A hat with an image of an abomination embroidered onto it, she was clearly not on the same fancy hat stall Elowen was on.*

"Ooo ooo! Look at this! This would like perfect on you!"
Jacob
She looked at her with a cocked eyebrow. If someone could make a face of confusion, Elowen could. She just looked plain confused honestly. But she ignored her in the end. She didn't buy any hat, it wasn't really required for her. But what she did end up buying was... A... Bunch of netting? And... Leather straps? What was she using thay for? 

She bought enough that the amount could easily conceal a small tent, her, and a dog. But of course, there was no dog... And of course, there was no tent. She was going to use these for something else. They wouldn't know. But these were essential for her! That and a bag... The total? Would come to around 90 silver. A lot of silver yes, but the investment was worth it.

"Ah yes... Nets. My own nets... And a bag! Perfect. I now don't have to worry about hiding no more!"
Debbie
"I'm just going to ignore you said that last part! So as an investigator what have you done? I'd think it'd be an interesting job, but frankly not for me. It feels like a waiting sort of job rather than the action I crave"

*Ralki has now completely forgotten about looking around at stalls. She didn't seem to notice Elowen's confusion one bit.*

"If you ask me, I'd say adventurer and bounty hunting is where it's at! Perfect amount of action! Though not many are skilled enough to be able to do so and that makes me special" 

*This time her ego may be a little... Misplaced, y'know? It isn't like she isn't skilled, but calling her special for having those skills is rather egotistical. She certainly has the experience of an adventurer.*
Jacob
"Well, I investigate and hunt troublesome monsters. If anything, I'm just a glorified adventurer who just happens to hunt monsters you know?" 

She said, being literally what Ralki wanted to be. But as an investigator, she also gets to do... Less than fun things. Like find and take a person with a bounty. She might as well just be a bounty hunter, but she doesn't want to see herself like that. It simply wasn't in her to call herself a bounty hunter. 

But there might by a tiny discrepancy. What kind of monster hunter walks around with what seems to be just a lighter and more pointy rapier? She must either be an idiot or an extremely skilled fighter. Or both... Both could also work
Debbie
"So cool-" *Ralki blurts our before slapping her own mouth to stop her from speaking, accidentally hurting herself in the process.* "Yeah, I hunt monsters too. That abomination hat I suggested was because currently that's my most taken down beast, 2 or 3 times. They're frankly quite easy the beat, get them down once and they'll never recover."

*That adventure was certainly a fun one, the one with Mevis not the necromancy... The necromancers fireball really hurt and I didn't realize it until a second later...*
Jacob
"I see I see. You seem to have it better than me. I'm better off hunting vampires. Well, only the vampires that go sour of course. Not all vampires are good. I've... Killed two in my whole life. I'm also... Well, interested in this Vampire, but I won't name any names."

She said, hinting towards... Well, a specific wanted vampire who is currently attacking a village. He has made quite a name for himself yeah? That... And a massive bounty! That bounty could be nice to give out to the poor. But of course, she wasn't able to sustain a lifestyle like that.

She hasn't been to many quests. She has always done things in her own... And let's just say her win:lose ratio isn't really that good... But it still makes her money and she hasn't starved to death yet! 

"I haven't seen any abominations, I always tend to get routed before I even have a chance to say hi and invite it over for some tea"
Debbie
"When you say the vampire bounty do you mean the kitsune one? I heard she recently burnt down a section of a forest..." *Ralki wasn't sure Elowen is actually talking about her, but a hunch told Ralki it was the case. But even if not, Ralki wouldn't care in the least as she didn't care about hunting vampires as she only takes the quests on a whim.*

"So off that subject, what else do you do? I'm interested."
Jacob
"Well other than that... I kinda just exist. I don't do much other than go on investigations, learn a new a language... And maybe just the occasional drink at the pub. Though, being alone tends to be the fickle. But I prefer working alone. Tends to not be in their best interests to delve as deep as I go. If anything, I probably have a price on my head in the underworld"

She said, nodding. She was getting ahead of herself, but there wasn't something she couldn't beat right? Wrong. Just about any magic use could absolutely stomp on her. 

But yes, Ralki was right. Elowen was hunting Arthur. She definitely was. If she sees him, the sword is coming out and he will be Kohmed... With what is effectively a dangerous toothpick... Well, a long, metal toothpick.

"But... I should be getting in now. It is dark and I am being hunted myself. Good meeting you... Still didn't catch your name. Hope we meet in the future with equal and mutually good terms"

And like that... She sprinted off. She was off to go do her own things. Her sword was pretty. Wonder if an Einerfin made it for her