Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-15792134-20140228000935

Urdin felt giddy as he walked to Zaffre's weaponshop in Beacon. He was clutching a little black box in his hand. A gift for her to help calm her down when she saw his face. He had recieved a black eye during the fight ring he had been in. He wanted some money so he could take Zaffre out somewhere nice, and though he could hide the other cuts and bruises since they were on his chest. The suker punch that almost cost him a match was displayed promptly around his left eye. He reached the door of the shop, and with a deep breath he stepped inside.

"Hey, anyone home?" Urdin called out as he crossed the threshold. He wore a large stupid grin on his face as his eyes fell onto Zaffre in the shop. 