When Candall arrived at the City Center he would see that he wasn't the only so-called "Warrior" as they were in a line. Candall would, unfortunately, be on the end, but the was for the plates one needed to get to do a mission. If he looked at the common once, which he had to do, to get higher and doing the exotic ones. There were plenty of common ones, such as getting rid of a squadron of goblins that were stealing from old women or causing havoc in some areas in Tempus City. There was also an unusual one, such as helping a child find his pet cat that went lost and never came back, and the last one was something to do with hunting.
"What you are possessing..." He starts as he heated the blade, but not by much so that it won't melt as he took some inscribing tools. "...is a weapon of a Hunter." He said, glancing at Envarus. "These Hunters..were of Tempus, there were many back in the day. They showed up suddenly, from unknown places. But they were willing to help us, of course, we needed to pay then." He started to work on the blade.
"They had skills like no other, they were comparable with Ippotismos' Ravens." He declares. "They were tasked to kill beasts and any threat that lurked around Tempus City." He said. "But through time, the Hunters died...it is very rare to see a Hunter. They normally wear black or brown cloth clothes with hats and have weapons with double functions."
He then began hammering the eagle insignia on the blade as requested.
He would see in the distance around a tree, that there was such a plant there, but only one.
Will gazed down for a moment, before withdrawing back. Perhaps it wasn't the best thing to say, he reverted back to his Black Raven self and leaned beside the bench, as he glanced at the lake. "Sorry." That's all he said.