[center][h2]Kaivor Igvrius[/h2][sub]
Interacting with: Ineraz Evrenarth[@SilverPaw][/sub][/center]
Železna Kri was not exactly as he’d remembered it, from almost 170 years ago, but it wasn’t radically different. He’d only ever been in the city during Choosings, and so the hustle and bustle in the streets was nothing new. There was an air of importance that he didn’t much like. 

But, then, he didn’t like a lot of things. 

There was something almost surreal about the markets, when he got to thinking about them. So many things from so many places, all congregated into one dusty city.

It was unnatural.

He didn’t like it, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t use it. Though, today, nothing in the street stalls had grabbed his eyes. He had plans to make a purchase, or at least attempt to. It had come to his attention that the younger Evrenarth son had, in his possession, beasts. They were vicious, he was told. 

[color=#8144d6][i]Perfect.[/i][/color]

Doubtless, Ineraz wouldn’t have many of the beasts [i]on[/i] him. Kaivor was fine with waiting for an order. So, he stood outside the gates of the Evrenarth estate, hoping that the guard he’d spoken to had actually delivered his name and message to Ineraz, instead of leaving him to stand out there like a fool. 

[hider=Summary]Lord Igvrius internally complains about some of the issues he sees in Železna Kri  and, by extension, Drakken society. Also he buys some animals.[Summary] [/hider]