Kaathe walked about the town silently and and peacefully. His eyes were half-closed, but he could see just as well as normal. On his face was a small grin. It was a strange grin. One that let off a dark feeling. Even Kaathe was unsure of what feeling it was, though it must be known that he didn't care enough to try and identify it. It simply didn't matter to him, so he continued on his way. Even with his relaxed, half-closed eyes, the dark elf turned his head and shifted his eyes to look about for a blacksmith or weapon seller or someone that would replace his spear.

As he went about his way, he heard some...familiar voices. Not the voices of his most recent comrades, but voices he hadn't heard from in a long while. Kaathe looked towards the source, and found that a few other dark elves were nearby. They were looking at him. One were confused, others didn't seem to know him, but there was one that was different from the others. That one had the expression of a person that knew who Kaathe was. And unfortunately, the owner of that expression was someone that Kaathe knew as well.

Kaathe walked over to the group of other dark elves. As he approached them, he took in some of the smaller things around them. A caravan with horses, tools, an assortment of supplies and medicines and weapons...they were traveling merchants. Given that they were dark elves like himself, they must be able to travel about with much more ease, even with the occasional monster encounter.

"Kaathe Oolacile. It's been a while" said the dark elf that knew him.

Kaathe was silent.

"What, don't recognize me? I mean, I know I'm just one of the guys you kept losing to, but-"

"[color=0054a6]I recognize you, Reeve.[/color]", said Kaathe in a rather annoyed tone of voice. 

The dark elf merchant smiled.

"So what are you doing around here? I heard you left to join the Knights."

"[color=0054a6]I did. I lost most of my equipment on my last mission. I'm looking to replace them.[/color]"

Reeve laughed at that. He always was a loud person.

"You never did use a proper weapon. Last I heard of you, you were carrying around toys made by dwarves and humans. Not the most reliable things for a dark elf."

Kaathe chuckled a bit. He knew what Reeve was doing, and he wanted to get to the point.

"[color=0054a6]Very well. I'll see what you have.[/color]"

Reeve smiled as he brought out two weapons. Like many of his childhood 'rivals', Reeve knew what fit Kaathe. What he brought out was different than what Kaathe had expected, though. Instead of something simple, it was unique spear. One that seemed to have been made special. Reeve explained that it had been enchanted by blood magic to enhance and work with spells of the same kind. Kaathe rarely used blood magic, but it did seem useful to keep around. Besides, he wasn't a picky person. As long as it works, it's useful to him. The second item was a different decorated crossbow. It was bladed and pointed for close combat. This one had no enchantment or rune or anything. It was simply a crossbow that was meant to combat monsters, but diversified in the ways it could be used to accomplish the task.

Kaathe bought these weapons with the money he had saved up. He also bought some crossbow bolts, as he had run out on the Kest mission. Kaathe didn't thank Reeve, but Reeve only laughed as he left.

[i]Don't worry, Kaathe.[/i] thought Reeve as he watched the dark elven knight walk away. [i]I'll keep your secret from the knights.[/i]