Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140731164601/@comment-15792134-20140731211554

Urdin wandered the streets of Vale, dodging others who were either returning home to end their day, or heading out to start their night. This included Urdin. He walked through the streets, shrouded in his hood as he headed for an address on a scrip of paper in his hand. He had been invited to a fight ring. He looked down at the paper, which had a small stick on banndage with a smile on it. Something from his teammate. Urdin looked up from the paper. He was there. He has arrived at his destination. A low-end bar. He walked to the nearby alley, checking behind him for anyone who might be tailing him. He saw noone. He was stopped by a shirtless man with a large bull horn sticking up from one side of his head, and half of one from the other.

"You lost?" The faunus asked. Urdin retreived a small peice of metal with a fingerprint of blood on it. The invitation.

"Hrmm. Go 'round back. Talk to Jed'. He's the one with the red shirt." The man asked before looking around checking for law enforcement.

"Anyone might come find you here?" He asked before letting Urdin through.

"Not unless they're after you too." Urdin replied, before walking into the alley. The faunus double checked up and down the street before backing into the shadows of the alley.