Chapter 9 - New Friends

After ogling at his blades for a couple seconds longer, he put them into his new space ring since he had already put his soul signature on it, only he could access the items. Callon suddenly turned to Gregor, completely ignoring Sigur's existence. "I know you said you were busy, you can return. I'm going to Marj's family's tailor shop to get new clothes."

"Big Brother, I actually want to check and be sure that Renel is fully healed, he was just too adorable to leave injured."

Callon let out a loud laugh at Reil's words before asking Gregor if it was okay if Reil took one last look at Renel. Suddenly Renel appeared in Gregor's hands, Reil flew over to stand next to Renel on Gregor's hand. When Reil goes to touch Renel's forehead there is a visible blush appearing on Renel's face. Reil quietly mutters 'adorable' before confirming that he is okay. Suddenly before anyone can tell what she is doing, she runs over and gives Renel a giant hug, and then flies back to Callon's shoulder with a giggle. All the white Renel is cover his blushing face with both of his hands.

Callon and Gregor let out a giant laugh while Sigur stands there confused.

"Uncle, why did his soul companion touch his forehead?" asked Sigur.

"Callon's soul companion is the reason that Renel is healed. She used her light magic to heal him."

Sigur stands there beside Gregor glued in place with an apparent look of shock. Suddenly something that happened that shocked all of them.

Sigur suddenly walked in front of Callon with his hand stretched out, an apologetic look on his face.

"I'm sorry for my previous actions. Thank you so much for healing Renel. It may be arrogant of me, but can we start over?"

Outstretching his hand Callon took and shook Sigur's hand with a nod.

"Honestly, there's no hard feelings. I cannot really blame you either, well I can because you were very outspoken which was uncalled for, but I think Neil nearly cutting your throat makes up for that. Right Neil?"

In response, Neil snorts and then nods while putting his daggers away. Once again going back to nonchalantly sitting on Callon's shoulder.

Suddenly Gregor loudly laughs, "Perfect. Now we are all friends! Sigur, why not escort Callon to Realm, think of it as bonding and getting over past mistakes, hm?"

Sigur nodded with a wide smile, Callon shrugged his shoulders in response, prepared to go.

Just like that, Sigur and Callon were walking out the Soul Hall.

They turned the corner and just as Marj said, there was a small shop with REALM written on a large sign. It was a cute and small building; it was made of red brick and a very welcoming bright red door. Directly entering the shop, it opens up to a small room. For some reason, there are no items displayed. There is a black marble counter near the end of the shop, black couches line the wall, and there's some a few wooden tables in front of each couch.

"The reason they have nothing displayed is because they custom make their orders. The front of the shop seems smalls, but the back of the shop is actually exceptionally large." Sigur quietly whispered into Callon's ear and Callon nods his head. They both walk directly to the counter, as soon as they approach a middle-aged man with a small beard and short black hair appears from behind a door, seemingly the one that leads into the back.

"Hello. Welcome to Realm, how may I help you?"

"Hello, Marj sent me. I would like to get some made for me."

"Ah Marjie's my sister. What exactly are you looking to be made?"

Just as Callon was about to reply, he sees Neil and Reil fly to stand on the counter in front of the man. Taking over before Callon, Reil replies.

"Do not listen to big brother. Listen to us. He has no sense of style and will just ask for a simple pair of pants and a black shirt." Reil rolls her eyes and then looks at Neil as if signaling him.

"Do you have a piece of paper? I would like to design something for him." The man is silent for a second and then gives Neil some paper. Before he begins to draw he speaks directly to Callon.

"Sit. You will see once you pick it up."

Callon pulls Sigur along with sit with him on a couch, putting under his breath.

"Ah so bossy. Where'd my cute Neil go?"

'Cute? He almost slit my throat without blinking an eye.' In his mind, Sigur shook his head, but was too scared to say what he was thinking aloud.

While Sigur and Callon waited for Neil and Reil to finish drawing up their plan, Callon asked Sigur where his soul companion was. Before Sigur could even reply, a figure appeared in his lap, pouting.

The figure had flowy purple hair, a pair of black pants, bright pink ruffle trimmed shirt, and thigh high black boots. She had bright gray phoenix shaped eyes; her face showed a wronged expression.

"I didn't want to come out. Jerk Sigur is too mean. He should be happy you didn't kill him, but thank you for not." Putting her nose in the air and pouting without looking at Sigur she turned and faced Callon.

"Hello. I'm Amia. I'm sorry for my jerk of a companion."

Callon laughed and gently patted her head, "There's no need for apologies Amia. We are friends now. My name is Callon. Over there is Reil and Neil. They're both my soul companions."

At this point Sigur's brain finally caught up with everything and looked at Callon with shock.

"THEY'RE BOTH YOUR SOUL COMPANIONS? ARE YOU IN THE SECOND PHASE?!"

Although he was making a commotion, Neil, Reil and Marj's brother were too busy talking about the design to even look over.

Callon nodded. "Yes, they are both my companions, but I am not in the second phase. They only awakened around 5 hours ago. I am in the Spirit phase."

This time both Amia and Sigur were shocked.

"This is insane. Absolutely absurd."

Callon sat their quietly, waiting for them both to calm down from their shock.

"ah, is this going to happen every time I mention this?" Callon could not help but think about how much of a bother this would be.

While waiting, Neil and Reil fly over and sit back onto his shoulders.

"Your soul companions have a good sense of style. It should be done by tomorrow afternoon. It will be 1 gold. After negotiations with Neil and Reil, I am going to make sheaths for your daggers as well since they will let me use some details of the design. Please pass them over me to look."

Callon passed the man his daggers, and he went back behind the counter to take measurements.

"Ah, I forgot to mention, on weapons made by the dwarves, you can also leave your soul signature on them. This way they can't be stolen unless your soul signature disappears." Callon looks up at Sigur with some joy in his eyes.

The man passes the daggers back to Callon with a smile, "I'm extremely excited to make your items. Please show up tomorrow afternoon to pick them up."

Callon nods and thanks the man. Before putting them away, he makes sure to leave his soul signature on them.

Callon and Sigur walked out of the tailor shop, not sure what to do next.

"How about dinner?" Sigur asks.