Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5290299-20130919213800/@comment-15792134-20130922204254

"Yes mame." Urdin replied slightly nodding. He grabbed the note book in his right hand, pen in left. He started down the line of customers repeating the same question to each and getting writing down their answers.

"Name, Weapon, Modification?" Most gave him an answer just as curtly. However most of them made slight shifts and nervous gestures as he neared them, a few sneered. The man Urdin had pushed over took a step back when Urdin approached, but otherwise the task was uneventful. Urdin had made a system of writing the names of everyone who entered, then checking them off as they left. He even asked a few how they felt about their service, not that he cared or was asked to do so, but he learned the hard way that without feedback one would only make the same mistakes and never learn to correct them. Only a handful chose to give feed back, and of them only one had a negative remark; which was directed to Urdin's outburst and not to the actual service they recieved.

Urdin continued in this manner, quietly without venturing to spark any kind of conversation aside from his record keeping. When he had caught up, and had written down all the visitors names and only needed to check them off as they left, he became absorbed in watching the weaponsmith's skill. Both of them were talented, he was amazed with the speed they worked and how they could figure out even the more complicated weapons. He himself had failed the weapon smithing class in Signal twice, it had taken him three courses to build Harbinger, as simple as a design as it was.