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[color=red]Time:[/color] Dusk
[color=red]Location:[/color] River Port
[color=red]Interactions:[/color] Annya [@princess] , Saorise [@Potter] Raven [@Tae], Caelan [@Alivefalling], Ismael [@Th3King0fChaos]
[color=red]Equipment:[/color] Cobalt Saber, Cobalt Half Plate, 1330 Amas, Map of Avalia, Lantern, Water Flask, 3x Torch, x10 Travel Rations, Washing Brush.

Kharne blinked before tilting his head slightly. [color=gray]"True enough, they might never have seen combat in their world."[/color] He mused. But he still felt it'd be better to arm and armor them first. Sometimes a good sheet of metal over the chest and good steel in the hand gave people comfort. The knowledge they could defend themselves to a degree. A blink and shake of his head were given to the princess at her next words. [color=gray]"Time and place for teamwork..."[/color] He murmured, more to himself than the others. He was a mercenary, it was entirely different than being in a military unit.

He was more used to relying on himself than others around him. If anything he tried doing more in a group to make sure things were done to his own standard. Trust did not come easy in the mercenary world. Still the girls went off to do girl things. Shop, gossip, talk of males. The behemoth looked down at Ismael for a moment before gesturing for the younger man to follow along. At least he only had to look after one human, not two. That made keeping an eye out for dangers easier on him.

It had been a little bit since he had been to River Port, but the layout felt the same. Just different faces, some new smells. It was obvious to Ismael on the first location the giant draconic man would lead him. To an armory, a business that sold arms and armor made by local blacksmiths and some brought in from other towns. [color=gray]"Try out various weapons, don't just look at them. Pick them up and give them a swing, pull, or thrust. What fits your hand and body best."[/color] Kharne said, inside the shop he seemed a bit more relaxed. Weapons and armor were things he liked, the current spread of gear looked like toys whenever he picked one up. Was his monstrous blade a custom order job to match his size?