Griffon sat in the great hall, awaiting the legendary hero's to show up... But he'd been sitting there for quite some time and was growing more bored by the minute. He looked around the room... he'd done it a few times. There were some other adventurers and knights that had come to be the companions of the hero's, but he wasn't really interested in all that. [color=004b80]"Hm? A sword? Not very good quality. Looks like the leather is fraying already. Judging by the wear on the steel it can't be more than a few weeks in his possession... he went to a shoddy black smith." [/color] He walked around the room, mostly leaning down and inspecting swords and other weapons...

Many of the people there gave him strange looks. Was it his behavior? Or perhaps it was the massive war scythe he carried on his back... A weapon that no one else could wield, though why would they want to. Some here had decent weaponry, though the most interesting so far was a staff wielded by a barely dressed young woman. [color=004b80]"Looks high quality."[/color] He thought to himself, placing his face rather close to the staffs large crystal. [color=004b80]"The craftsmanship's good. Flowers a nice touch."[/color] He put his hand on his chin and examined the weapon closer... ignoring the young woman it was attached too. [color=004b80]"Hmm. Are these ridges just decorative or was the smith in a rush... Maybe they serve a purpose... personal aesthetic?"[/color]