Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5290299-20130919213800/@comment-15792134-20130922050223

Urdin couldn't help but feel out of place overhearing the sudden news of a misson for the two weaponsmiths. He came to the conclusion that they themselves must have actully been hunters and not just employees. He imediatly straightened his back and stood at attention, the same way he was taught by his father when addressing him. When he realized Cindy was eying him after the lady with the mission remarked about a third he paniced.

''She can't be thinking of me as the third, I'm a first day student, not a hunter or even a warrior. There has to be someone else better suited for the job. Besides, the older woman commented about someone who can work under pressure, they can't be considering me. After that outburst, I wasn't even working and I snapped. Oh god, what do I do what do I do!?''

Urdin squared his shoulders and figured the best thing to do was offer his name to the weaponsmith/huntress. It would be rude to not tell her after she shared her's.

"Urdin Meadows mame." He said choking slightly. He stuck out his hand to shake hers, not thinking about the fact her hands were full with his weapons. The armor around his wrist caught the light and it contrasted heavily against his tattered cloak and old leather gloves.