[Jade Callisto]

It was one of those days here in the life sphere as the air that was filtered through the shield surrounding the city was crisp and fresh. The best thing about being out here was the opportunity to make friends and to sell her handmade merchandise.

What was Aera and Dinah selling? Well she was selling their blacksmith skills to others really as Aera and Dinah would craft things for others such as weapons, armor, tools and even different types of jewelry. This of course would include fixing things and helping to improve upon homes as well.



"Are you sure this will be a profitable idea Aera?" The devil girl said as she hovered above the ground looking over to Aera who was hard at work setting up her shop for the two. 



"Why of course Dinah. Remember blacksmith work would be very needed here in Li I would imagine. I mean we can fix things for people and make them new stuff too." 

Aera the pink haired girl would say to her guardian beast known as Dinah with a bright smile on her face.

"Besides even if we don't make much money we can still help people. We're craft-knights after all, we are bound to help people no matter what!" 

Dinah just rolled her eyes as she looked over to her partner's sign that she made. "Hmm interesting title for the shop." Dinah would say but only in her usual annoyed tone of voice.



"Knightly Crafts? Seems a little odd for a name don't you think?" Dinah said floating up to the sign and looking at it closer. "You really should improve on that name Aera it seems a little childish." Dinah said with a sarcastic tone. 



"Oh hush Dinah. It's fine. We'll make it work okay?" Aera chuckled a little as she placed an open sign on her shop of which Aera and Dinah made themselves. Even if they couldn't sell anything they could at least impress that they made this small store on their own. 

[TartoonHand94]

And over the hustle and bustle of Life Sphere commerce sailed a tall red shark fin of a pompador, under which marched an even taller man of chistled chin, among many other distinguished features. At his side strut a large black bird with matching pompadour, twin satchels dangling from its saddle full of wares bought elsewhere.

While surely every female eye in the area gazed adoringly upon his mighty physique, his gorgeous yellow eyes were stolen by the shiny glare of Aera and Dinah's wares.

“Hmm... This just might be the place. What do you think?” He asked his Loftwing companion, who idly squawked with indifference.

“Uh hey! Can we get some service here?” He waved, trying to flag down one of the blacksmiths right in front of him.

[Jade Callisto]

As the man with the pompadour seemed a little eager to see their wares Dinah looked over to see the man and smirked. "Hey Aera I think we have a costumer now." she said touching Aera on the shoulder who was currently focused on the sign after Dinah mentioned it.



"Wha?! Oh hello there welcome to Knightly Crafts! How may I help you?" She seemed a little flustered as she then noticed the giant bird next to the man. Maybe they needed some new steel for aerial combat? Or maybe a new saddle? Shaking her head she just took herself from her thoughts and just got near the counter and awaited for what he would order. Dinah just smiled as this all went down.



"What can we get you two today?" Dinah said surprisingly polite for once.

[TartoonHand94]

“Good morrow young maidens, and congratulations on your lucky day.” Groose began to put on a show by pointing a proud finger at the two. “Upon thorough examination your wares, after much deliberation and consulting with my noble steed, I The Great Groose can conform I like the promise that I see~.” He nodded introspectively, stroking his exceptionally sturdy chin. “For the question is not how you will help me, but how I shall help you be part of history!” He announced, chest a-puff.
“For I, the Great Groose, have decided to grant your very blacksmith the honor of crafting my latest legendary weapon!” He posed sheathe in hand as if it were the sword that fit inside it.
“A weapon that shall be made legend by my heroic use of it slay evil.” He inhaled with a noble clench of his fist. “So yeah, could you go get him for me? Is like he you’re your dad or something?” Groose shooed them along with a fan of his hand.

[Jade Callisto]

At first all seemed well as the proud man showed off in a pretty admirable fashion to be honest as he presented his sheathe and how it was empty and how supposedly the two would work on a legendary weapon to smite evil.

That was something they could in fact do of course as they had done so before for themselves but as he looked around and practically shooed away the very people who built the store and made those wares Aera and Dinah were more than a little annoyed.

"Why yo--" 

Dinah wanted to very much go off on Groose for this but Aera held her back with a polite smile and nodded to her.



"I'm sorry sir but I believe you are mistaken. You are talking to the very smiths who made this shop and wares you see before you. We can of course make a legendary weapon to smite evil and even personalize it to your tastes. Besides my dad has been dead for a long time now. I carry on his legacy with my partner Dinah here." Aera said still in a polite tone showing her personal sword from her sheathe to him. The quality was enough to prove it, at least it should have.

[TartoonHand94]

“What’s with her?” Groose asking Aera with a chuckle, clueless as to why she was holding Dinah back.
“Okay, stop messing with me.” He gestured at all their work before letting out a hearty laugh of disbelief. “You two made all This?” A laughter that continued all the way through Aera’s explanation, that died down into a pant for air… Before bursting back out as a suddenly depressed sob by the time she got to the part about her father.
“You...you mean he’s… And then you two… in his absence… really did make all… Oh my Goddess!” He gripped his head and fell to his knees, shattered by the most heart-breaking story he’d ever heard. “What a fool have I been to doubt you!” He bawled, gloves soaked with the tears running down his face.

Only now gaining an interest in its sulking rider’s affairs, the black Loftwing looked down an poked Groose’s quivering shoulder with its large beak.

“Don’t touch me, I’m fine.” Groose stood back up, arms crossed and face dry as the Lanyru Desert.
“Very well. You’ve made quite the compelling case, young smiths.” He nodded with a stroke of his pompadour. “The honor of crafting the new sword with which the Great Groose shall slay legendary evil, will indeed be yours.”