Kael definitely had to get a sword and something good but not too distinctive, Elite grade if possible. Maybe some defensive artifacts, Pills for emergency healing. Perhaps materials for crafting or upgrading equipment.
The auction invitation sat on his table. He picked it up and read it again.
Hour of the Monkey. That was late afternoon. Around five or six in the evening by modern reckoning.
He had time.
Kael spent the next hour organizing his inventory, consolidating items. Separating what he might need quickly from long-term storage, making sure his most valuable possessions were secured properly.
When the sun began its descent toward the horizon, he stood, tucked the invitation inside his robes and made sure Abyssal Fang was properly hidden in his inventory rather than physically carried.
Then he left the inn one more time. Heading toward the eastern district. Toward the Azure Sky Pavilion.
