A young man with a remarkably average face, and dull blue hair walked the wide streets of a particularly big city in the Drakara continent. Yep, as you must have guessed, that man was Damon. He had decided not to use his Mark Mywords disguise, and instead donned a new one.
"Why did I even agree?" he muttered to himself. "I must be going crazy, not that I wasn't to begin with." he sighed. "But then again, it has to do with a Beta ranked artifact." he consoled himself.
He glanced around for a bit, and asked a merchant for directions for the nth time, before finally reaching his destination.
He calmly walked into the high end cafe that was surprising packed with people. He had to strain his eyes a bit, before he spotted the dark haired woman sitting alone at a table far from the entrance, and then started to walk towards her.
