Sanctuary Central l The Hero Festival
Zena masked her discouragement and slight distress with her friendly smile. She seemed so calm and sure of herself on the outside, on the inside however was a different story. She was starting to wonder what she had gotten herself into with this monkey boy. She was only trying to help him, but if she couldn't keep up with his selfish demands, he might even attack her. Zena while confident in her skills knew she wasn't any match for the apex in terms of speed and agility. Although maybe she was wrong. The monkey boy didn't seem hostel towards her. It was more accurate that he was suspicious or unsure of her motives. Although it was impossible for her to lie, and being dishonest went against her nature, the truth was Zena didn't' know if the fortune teller could give an accurate prediction of the future that might assist in furthering the monkey's greed.
However luckily for Zena, the festival was a gathering for both the living AND th dead. meaning there were no shortage of kind and helpful spirits that could help the elf girl find her way to a potential gold mine. Zena had little interest in such riches herself, but for now it was important to her that she help the young apex. Zena gave the apex her last gold coin and pointed him in the direction of the fortune teller woman that was near by. "Here take this to her and she'll tell you everything you need to know. I uhh, i'll catch up in just a sec." Being unable to lie, Zena simply hoped the apex wouldn't' question why Zena was staying behind at first. It wasn't' like Zena had anything to gain from giving the apex her money and leaving. Hopefully he wouldn't think anything of it.
Sanctuary Castle - Throne Room
Six approached the dragon boy, impressed by his manners. Eatos had always demanded this level of respect from her subjects but she was always much more casual with civilian, especially outsiders. Regardless, the respect he showed didn't go unappreciated by the queen or the head guard. "Ah yes, i'd recognize Molack's craftsmanship anywhere. I was expecting him to send his daughter, but i suppose it doesn't matter who he sent so long as it got here safely." Six said to Zero as he reached into his pouch once again. Had it been Zena there would be no need to reward her as the task wold follow her usual duties to both Sanctuary and her father. Zero however had done this without being forced by duty. Six pulled two daggers from his pouch, both of which seemed to be of iron quality. The magic on them on the other hand was clearly strong and related to wind. An aeromancer like Zero would have no problem sensing the power within the twin daggers.
"These blades once belonged to my uncle. He used thee blade as though they were wings, allowing him to glide and soar through the air like the yaju. They aren't much for attacking, but a wind mage like yourself could make much better use of these blades than I." Six explained this as he exchanged the weapons with the dragon boy. He could have simply paid the boy in gold, but it seemed he would have gotten more use from these daggers which were virtually useless to Six. Not a bad trade off when you think about it.
Sanctuary l Molack's Forge
As the people carried about their lives enjoying the festival. The sound of pounding steel could be heard from within the skilled orc's forge. He was already hard at work, fixing the dragon boy's blade with a smile on his face.



