"Hey kid! Good to see you alive! You need any weapons?" Invar spoke with a big smile.
"Adrian. You don't have anyone troubling you, do you? Ah! Also, there are some people that I need you to find information about," Levi asked with a concerned expression, while he observed from top to bottom.
Invar was a 30 years old muscular man. He had a bit tanned skin, with navy blue hair and deep ocean blue eyes. Wearing a blue white kimono and carrying two swords on his side, he looked like a samurai from the historic ages.
He was our friendly uncle who dwelled in all sorts of machinery and weapons. He was our weapon maker and weapon dealer back then. Pretty famous if you ask me.
Levi was of similar age but much thinner in comparison, a bit on the athletic side. Wearing a plain white shirt over black pants, he looked much more simpler than ever. If not for his white hair and bright blue eyes, he could have easily pulled that average persona he usually tries to be.
