[b] [u] Grey Onyx [/u] [/b]

As Grey 'patrolled' he heard a familiar voice and turned around. It was Meirin, the one that helped him chase Zaad down. He smiled and waved back as he approached, mostly glad that someone was talking to him at all (ever since the college started hiring those new guards and given out those 'zero tolerance' orders, the student body had become a lot more distrustful of the guard battalion. Most students wouldn't even look him in the eye as they passed him by in the hall).

[b]"Good morning, Meirin. Is there anything I can help you with? Other than smithing requests..."[/b] Meirin was known to occasionally request... odd things from the forge. Weapons he'd never even heard of. the strangest ones were these multi-pointed bladed disc things, hadn't the foggiest clue how to even set about making them or, gods above, use them. About the only ones he knew who could were the Demonomancy teacher (who was always busy), and a particularly short-tempered half-elf (who was out of commission apparently). [b]"Anything else though, I'm your guy."[/b]