The Avalanche

 "Magic spear for a snow beast hm?" Larc hums going to his wall of spears. 

 "Yeah. Emee's beast abilities aren't really for killing unless it calls for savagery." Raiden shrugs.

 "And that would mess up the hide too much to recover some for the Dolces." Emelda nods.

 "They've been doing very well with the hides you bring them. I've seen more Adventurers stopping by there lately." Larc comments, taking down a spear. "Me too for that matter." He brings it over. "Since you'll be fighting near the mountains I figure this is the safest magic spear." He hands it over. 

 Emelda blinks as she takes it, looking it over. Silver with gold designs over it, the blade at the end had a leaf shape to it. And on the other end was a sphere that held magic stones. 

 "... How do I use this?" She inquires. 

 "Do you have time for a walk?" He rubs his neck.

 "Yes." They nod. 

 "We'll be heading out tomorrow." Emelda tells him.