<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/Gaidin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name: </strong>Warner Du'Baru<br/><strong>Position: </strong>Gaidin<br/><strong>Tags: </strong>Shayella, open<br/><strong>Time: </strong>Morning, Saven 5th, 990NE<br/><strong>Place: </strong>The Infirmary<br/><strong>Warning: </strong>Embarrassing injury<br/><hr/><br/>Warner glanced at the surface and gritted his teeth at the invitation, "Thank you<br/>Shayella Sedai, but I would rather stand." he said in his deep voice. "Sitting may be a... ummm... difficult propisition at the oment."<br/><br/>His eyes drifted to her and then away as he closed his eyes and let out a breath, "Well, you see, I was over at the forge and taking a break with one of the smiths... there might of been some ale involved, I'll admit." He looked at her again and back toward the far wall. "I was sitting on a stool giving a little advice to an apprentice who was working on a hinge  piece..."<br/><br/>He paused and tried to control the color in his face and tried to not move any more than he had to. "Well, the apprentice is a clumbsy boy and he was turning to dunk the iron in the barrell... it's hot when it's being worked, you know... and... umm... he tripped."<br/><br/>Warner glanced again at the yellow sister, clearly not wanting to say anything else but knew that he couldn't get away with not telling the story. He took a deep breath, winced again and let it out slowly, "The daamned idiot dropped the hinge right into my lap, you see...." he said finally in a rough.<br/><br/>It might be about then that she might smell a faint hint of scorched leather...