Scarwolf

As evening fell, Alex returned back to the shop where the young man worked. He waited for the young man's shift to end before calling him out.

"Alchemist Dawnblade," he said excitedly as he walked out. "Thank you for coming back."

Alex narrowed his eyes a little. "I should be the one thanking you for taking time out of your schedule to help me," he said. "By the way, I didn't catch your name earlier."

"Huh? Oh, it's Scarwolf. I didn't introduce myself before?" the young man asked.

"It's nice to meet you, brother Scarwolf," Alex replied.

"Brother? No, I don't deserve that. Just call me Scarwolf," the young man said.

Alex stopped himself from arguing back and simply nodded. "Scarwolf it is then. Where are we going, Scarwolf?"

"To meet with a senior of ours. He's an Emerald Raven, just as you asked," Scarwolf said. "It will be up to him to sell you his tail feathers."

Alex nodded. "You mentioned he was… grumpy?" he asked.