After several more moments of socializing, talking, and depositing pieces of luggage into more appropriate places, Zhen Liu and his allies eventually got seated around Axer's surprisingly large table.
Their purpose: to discuss and plan what the fuck they were all doing in Rainbowden and if there was any way they could help each other.
So far the answer was...maybe.
Zhen Liu and his friends had arrived to Rainbowden with two clear goals in mind, maybe three.
They were going to secure the Rainbowsmith's legacy down in the catacombs of the city, they were going to see if it was possible to fix up or upgrade Lythero's swords before or after the aforementioned legacy was secure, and they were possibly going to kill the shit out of several old enemies of theirs.
As far as curators knew, most of them were in the city in one way or another, and Zhen Liu figured it was about time to bury the hatchet in a more literal sense.
