“Ah yes, that does remind me.” After finishing his beer Ferric left and shortly returned with Buddy’s axe. It was cleaned and polished, an intimidating looking steel axe with a sharp spear-point at the bottom. “Ain’t she a beauty. A real work of art, much like yourself. Cheers Buddy!” It was only now that he was receiving his axe that Buddy moved, taking his axe and sliding it into place on his back. He had a strange sort of backpack, with some clamps to hold the shaft of Buddy’s axe.

“If you want a cloak for him, I can easily toss one in free of charge. We use it for our horses but it’ll be quick and easy to make one for him. Is there anything else you’d like for him?” Ferric asked as everyone was finishing breakfast and getting ready to leave. Pylia was taking down the tent, Shortfang was making some more crossbow bolts, and Andras’ family were getting their cart ready. Andras himself was fiddling with a crossbow, nervously practicing loading with it. Elena and Andrews has a dagger on their belt now too.