Mercenary Hall

Walking towards the 'tall skinny one' called Faidon, she could see that he was currently forging a set of half plate that only covered the upper half of the torso along with some arm guards.

"Excuse me?" Shiro called out as Faidon glanced over at her.

"Mn? What is it?" He asked with a slightly monotone voice.

Now that she was up close to the blacksmith, she could tell that he was far above 6ft and probably was almost at 7ft. His hair was short on the side but his bangs were long. If he were to have them swept in front of him, he would cover more than half of his face with ease.

He had black hair along with a set of black eyes that seemed a little dull but Shiro could see some liveliness behind hat dullness.

"I wish to commission a set of light armour for myself. Something that will cover my torso, my shoulders, my forearms, my waist and potentially the shin area but that's secondary." Shiro smiled.