Veisu stopped eating and looked over his shoulder at the little creature holding its master's blade before him. It's expression was a mystery underneath a large barbecue encasing its entire head. With a sigh, he looked up to Alice. [color=a187be]"... If you desire my crafts. You will have to visit my forge. It is closed until tomorrow morning, as I will be taking quests for the remainder of the day."[/color] Having almost completed his meal, it only took him half a minute to resolve the remainder of the food in his bowl. He set his spoon down on the table, and pulled his helm over his head.

[color=a187be]"A rare white Rathalos has been spotted in the peaks to the east. The Guild has commissioned me to drive it away."[/color] He said, his voice muffled by the enclosure of his armor.