“The names Conrad”
“OH! Sorry I didn't mean to disturb you,” Blake extended his hand and shook Conrads “I'm Blake Silverheart” Blake took a knee and took a closer look at the sword, “4 times older than both our ages combined huh” taking out his tower shield from his arm he showed it to Conrad, A shield as big tall as Blake with a sword carving in the middle, one would wonder how Blake could fight with such a big shield and a spear, “that's 2 times more than my shield, my father made it, he was a great blacksmith, taught me everything I know about it, he wanted to become a Hunter but sadly” he paused “he couldn't” he said looking at his shield with nostalgia, melancholia and a touch of pride.
Turning his normal expression back on he continued “So now here I am, tacking on the dream” pointing towards the sword carving he explained “the sword on the front of the shield symbolizes that defense can be a great attack” 
As Blake was explaining more and more people started to leave towards the assembly, Blake took notice of it and, after Conrad has responded, suggested that they make their way to the assembly too