A nervous smile reached Bludhall’s lips, “I have come here in search of some a fighter or soldier ,I am in seek of a good mercenary or personal guard.
”Soldier? Are you an train soldier or do you have any experience with a sword?”
Bludhall’s half-way smile never faltered, “Yes, I am a soldier! I server my small town in Oren. I took after my grandfather when I was 15.” He looks around the man, trying to see the boats ahead.
As Bludhall was about to excuse himself the man interjected and pulled him alongside him. Quickly he pulled back from him giving him a aggravated stare.
“If you could please excuse me, I need to go search for someone that actually needs me. Not go off somewhere with a random man!” Bludhall storms off from the quiet man with a brisk speed.
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