Board Thread:Role Plays (Adult)/@comment-15792134-20140215022954/@comment-5290299-20140215205121

Silence followed the two the entire way back to the workshop. Once they reached the door, the female reached into her pocket and drew out the keycard. Swiping it, the door opened. The room was dark, no surprise there. Zaffre continued to drag Urdin by the hand, walking through the darkness. Closing the door, the girl locked it, making sure no one would come through. The girl sighed heavily. This was it.

She pulled on the male's hand, walking behind the counter to another door that they could see due to the moonlight. The girl wrapped her hands around the knob and heard the familiar click. The door opened, revealing a room with a window loking out at the night sky. A cot rested by the wall where the lgiht couldn't reach, but could illuminate. On the bed there was an item. Zaffre released Urdin's ahnd and traveled to the bed, sitting on it as she lookd at the box with curiosity. She opendd it.

And imeidatly closed it. Her face was now ten shadoes of red. Opening it once more, she found a letter. Taking it she began reading silently in her head.

'Putrea told me. Make sure to wear this. The last thing we need is a weaponsmith whose legs are hurting. Liadan.' There were two different items, but she was in no way planning on using one of them...but possibly the other. Placing the box to the nearby ngihtstand, the girl looked up at Urdin.

"I don't care what you do...I trust you...." A gentle smile laced her face. It was now all up to Urdin.