The party gathers their equipment together and heads out. It wasn't quite early morning anymore but still morning and people were once again going about their businesses. The place looked livelier as more decorations were put around the town. Wreaths, flowers, and other ornaments were decorating the plaza, with colorful papers being strewn about the streets as well. Things were peaceful enough as the group arrived to Ferric's shop. A large group of adventurer looking types left chatting as Ferric was sitting at his spot counting up a rather hefty sum of coin. Upon seeing you he smiles and waves. "Aye Sylvia and friends! Top of the morning to you! I gotta say, despite the rocky start business is booming. Why if this keeps up, I'm going to have to close up the shop a while to buy new products to sell! Speaking of products I know exactly what you're here for, just give me a moment."

Soon Mica and Ferric would arrive with your weapons. First was Buddy's axe. It looked cleaner, polished, and had an ethereal gleam to it. "I'd recognize a metal like this anywhere. Veridium, an alloy made of dwarven metals, but needs elven wood to fuel the coals. Now, I'm not going to bore you with the lore of it, but let's just say that some of the strongest metals in the world aren't made by just digging up any old rocks and blasting it with as much fire as you can put out. The source of the heat, whether it's from charcoal, a lava pit, or even dragon's fire, can vastly change the quality and type of metal you have. You got a relic here my friend." 

Next was Pylia's war club. Aside from a new coat of laminate it didn't look very different from usual. But when Pylia picked it up, channeling her magic through it, you could see faint glowing runes on it's surface. Ferric wheeled out a beat up looking armored dummy. "Go ahead, give it a whack." Pylia did so, and when she did there was a burst of flames that appeared right where she struck the dummer, leaving not only a dent but also a burn mark. "Unlike most flame enchantments, Mica's elemental enchantments are subtle. While not as visually impressive as say, a flaming sword, this way you don't have to worry about burning down a library or being a beacon in the night." Pylia touched the head of her war club, surprised that she didn't feel any heat even as she lightly tapped it against her hand. "Trust me Pylia, my son knows how to spellcraft! You won't have to worry about your club inadvertently burning you or your things unless you want it to." She seemed satisfied with this and thanked Ferric. "I love it. I never imagined I'd ever have a weapon like this."

Finally there were your tonfas. Both pairs had new leather grips attached to them, and the scruffs and cuts from your previous battles were buffed out, leaving a shiny pair of ivory clubs. "I'll be honest with you Sylvia, I have no idea what these are made of. Bones of course, but what sort of beast has bones this big I don't know. I've never gotten into Scrimshaw but I can tell this isn't bonemold, so whoever made this must've found or even taken down quite a large monster. In any case, the next time you land a solid blow on your enemy, you'll definitely notice it doing a lot more damage."