Eh.. "Sword" sure... {7}

Damian sighed and quickly said "They don't matter all that much okay? I promise they are only toys so let's move on and go to a blacksmith so we can get you a weapon, are you sure you want those gloves?" Damian side eyed the gloves as he spoke, "Yes!" Len almost shouted with glee but managed to contain it for the sake of not getting more dirty looks from the owner of the shop. Len still found it very difficult to control his emotions with so many exciting things going on.

Damian and Len made their way to the edge of town which was luckily only a few blocks away, even in the suburbs new smells and sights assaulted Len at ever crossroads. Finally they came to a building just as shabby as all the other peasant structures with a sign out front made of a very dark oak, you didnt have to look much closer to see "Cadovan's Blister" engraved into the wood in sharp clean letters. Damian gestured for them to go inside while Len quickly followed behind him. Len was practically bouncing off the walls as he looked at all the shiny weapons he wanted to touch oh-so-bad. Damian sighed and smiled warmly at the other before walking up to a short and plump yet muscular woman behind a counter, she gave off a stern motherly feel. Damian grinned at her "hey could you make something that looks like vampire gloves?" she almost spit on him in surprise "I dun make fukin sexeh time toys!" Damian grimaced. He leaned down to her height and lowered his voice so Len wouldn't hear "Look.. I want a weaponized version of them, the kid has his heart set." he gestured to Len. The lady nodded furrowing her brows "i an suspicious dats for sure but.. I'll make em for ya if ya hand over a small fortune." she thought for a minute " bout two gold should do" she nods. Damian nodded "we'll come back in three days, thank you." he grabbed Len's hand and led him out of the store before the boy could make a fool of himself anymore.

Len was having the time of his life exploring the market as weapons, foods, and even animals he had never seen existed here! He was looking through a jewelry store when he saw a beautiful black ring carved to look like a serpent with a sapphire in it's mouth. He picked the ring up and slid it onto his pointer finger, the blue gem seemed to sparkle as he stared at it. The world melted away before his eyes leaving only the ring in sight.. it was so beautiful and distracting. Len felt his heart speed up with adreline as he knew he was doing something wrong that he really shouldn't. Quickly he snapped back to reality and looked around, seeing that there wasn't much security he simply walked out of the fancy store trying to pretend like he belonged there. When he got outside he slipped the ring into his pocket so that he wouldn't get robbed, even a boy as dumb as he was knew that he was a prime target for robbery.

He sighed in relief when he made it out of the shops view to join Damian in looking at some griffons for sale. They were striking and majestic with the prettiest being one with shiny black fur and feathers of a light blue color, the seller even told Damian that the black and blue griffin was actually a very expensive mutation since since usually had colors close to white or brown in their feathers. Len thought he would definetly buy one when he was rich! Damian did not care and led him around teaching him about new weapons, transportations, and that you call people 'whore' if they cut you off in line! Damian even took him to a bakery to eat delicious cakes with cream and blueberries in them!

Len and Damian finally made it home.. or to the inn which at least felt like a home to Len, they were lazing around after a hard days work and generallygetting comfortable. Damian was planning what route he would take to a certain town while Len examined the beautiful ring after taking it out of his pocket, the blue gemstone seemed to captivate him everytime he looked into it. Damian didn't notice as map's rustled and fell all over the place while he planned a route to the next city. Len eventually grew tired and blew his candle out, a kind gift from Damian, before he laid down to sleep.