Colin was ready first thing the next morning.
Since his Plate Chain Armor was still being modified by the Dwarf, he was wearing his previous set of armor today.
Just as he started down the stairs, Ale pushed her door open and came out.
The two met up and descended the apartment stairs, wordlessly heading toward the pancake stall.
The seagulls in the Dock District were as active as ever, squawking annoyingly in the sky.
Fortunately, the effects of the winter disaster were slowly fading. More green had returned to the Dock District, making it look a little nicer.
"I've been thinking about buying a heavy crossbow, but they seem to be much more expensive in Silver Star Court than here in Thousand Masts City," Ale said.
"That's probably because Elves excel with longbows. They have long lives to master weapons that require proficiency, so using a crossbow would actually limit their potential," Colin said. "Is this because of what happened with the Chain Demon?"
