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"All things are questionable M'lady...tis the way of things." Merely continuing on in his questioning on things. If anyone knew how to dig up information, Lycear knew how. There was a pefected method to all he did it seemed. He more often than not go all his answers. Soon enough though it seemed he was wrapping up his business. "Anything particular you are interested in seeing without being noted, M'lady?" Might as well indulge her a little while he was out here.

Ears twitched at the sound of the lock and she casually pulled up her hood before going about eating her food again. "It's filling." Another bite of her toast as she sat on the floor with her plate, cross legged.Though it seemed that Shyrae was not done bearing a grudge. Inthara kids, they did that. Or at least stayed huffy with you for a span of time. "Or perhaps fetching us for your father?"

Hanging out on his shoulder wasn't really gleaning her any information that could be applied to the search for the gift but learned quite a bit about other things that she found useful. It was always interesting to see what humans, elves, and dragons spent their gold, time, and emotions on. I'd like to ask you to visit the tavers, sit down for a moment and let me listen into the conversations, if you don't mind.

Shyrae sighed and instantly felt bad for the tone she had taken. As she'd told herself many times, he was on her side. He'd wanted to keep her free, even though he had reversed his decision after his father had pointed out the logic in her remaining captive as well. "I'm just not very hungry." A shake of her head, "I appreciated the vote of confidence at the meeting yesterday even if it wasn't enough..." She stood and walked over to the glass, resting her hand against it as the sun filtered in and warmed her skin.

"I did what I could, I'm sorry." Kaznec turned his attention onto the friend, watching her walk to the window and noting the longing for freedom in her eyes. Sometimes, it was indeed difficult to not let emotion get in the way of protocol. It would take him much time to learn that from his father. But as the blind elf spoke up, he turned golden eyes onto her and contemplated her words. There was a choice to be made here and he was no stranger to the consequences bad choices could bring, but perhaps this time... "That can be arranged." She wasn't the suspect of the crime, after all. "I will have to escort you at all times but if you don't mind, then by all means." Gesturing with his hand to the door.

"Changing world... I do not think the city has changed since I came here. I like it this way, maybe." The elf rubbed his chin. "Not all changes are good; but like you said, it must continue or it will stagnate."

"It is good to know that the authorities do not simply hunt criminals, but inquisition the guilty." It seemed odd how the elf did not know that, despite always living in the city. For some reason, he thought they had a more 'callous' law system. Perhaps he was just dreaming of another life or time.

"Well then, I guess I should let you get back to work, as I am limited to this area of enquiry. My only final advice is seek out the top metallurgists to discover the material weights of the weapon. The components of the weapon might be more useful than the design for discovering the weapons origin." The elf bowed, "I bid thee fair hunting."

Back at the city. joy. nad back to the little places that only the dregs and poor went too. he had those two glass shards in a bag, he could sell them easy here and some of the gold coins as well to lure potential new crew with. better to show them what could be then to offer payments for services up front. that way their greed got them in or ousted them.

Shyrae frowned for a moment at Savvy's request but she decided it would be far better just not to ask. Her friend had something up her sleeve but there was no reason to alert the dragon...what was his name? Something like Zacken? She didn't know. Swirling her cloak around her shoulders, she nodded to Savvy and headed out of the door, following behind him. "Not really. I've only been in the city for a day and we came in just about dinnertime. Why don't you give me a tour?"

She lifted her wings and fluttered them briefly as they came upon the spot then lifted off the dragon and flew around the spot, circling it. She landed on a piece of garbage momentarily and chirped then trilled angrily. Flapping her wings in an angry stacatto she let her voice ring out for a good few minutes and then perched back on Lycear. A great evil was indeed done here. A betrayal of word and deed but not friendship. It is the stone in the pond.

She was teasing her brother. Why? Because it was fun. Flying above him and holding the dragon that he had been reaching for as she swooped about. She'd randomly land and shake the toy, then the moment he reached her she'd take to the air again.

He cringed...yeah he knew she wouldn't take well to that at all. Nowhere near happy. But he merely waited until she was done and then nodded to her. "I'm sorry to expose you to such a thing, I know you are sensitive...let us return, I've learned much." Indeed he had. Though he did pause to look at the sails that were visible over the city walls. The Chimera was back again. Oh he knew the ship well. "Anything I can get you in preparation of the trip you are to take?"
Savvy gave a nod and her thanks. Not that she was going to be bad with said things, but she at least was confident in the fact they they would think she could see...what did the blind need with paper? Not that she couldn't read or write, she could do both very well...writting was a matter of line measursing not to overlap words for her. Like walking, involved counting.

Returning to the shop, he picked up the shoes as well as accompanying nails, paying his fee and adding the little bag to the bigger one, giving a grunt of thanks. Well...the nusciance was done with. Though still there was the matter of shoeing the boy.

He gave a keening defeathed noise as he plopped down on the stones, pulling one foot up to look at the bare hoof. He couldn't do too much bouncing around...they hurt after a while. But from his plopped position he reached up once more attempting again. "Flyin's not fairs."