The situation with the fake monks and Nevin was odd... but not odd enough to distract Lyrian and the other two from their goal of the day.
Finally, they stood outside of the fair-sized Battle Forge shop. It had a modern design, sleek, and with white metal and slightly dark tinted windows.
They stepped inside without hesitation and were met with a dazzling sight. Hundreds of BF modules were spread around the spacious room, all encased in display glass. Each one of them had their very own unique designs.
They were quite big, about 8 feet in height and 4 feet in width. Mostly, they were all made of different colored metal. Their design was complex, yet understandable. As they walked around the checkered floor, a man dressed in a full black suit acknowledged them.
With a handkerchief on his wrist and a small mustache on his face, he presented himself with grace. Bowing slightly, he introduced himself.
