Fedrig looked at the time then at his attire. He was dressed out of his armour, wearing a smart suit of navy colour with a navy tie. He was hoping the colour would go with his eyes, which were always called his best feature. His beard had been trimmed and tidied as he stood outside Beth's door. He was trying to get the courage to knock on her door. They had met when hunting down a pickpocket recently, however, Fedrig was hoping to get a do over on that first meeting. He had bumped into while wearing armour caused some injury to her. He was most upset by that.
He thought that a meal out would compensate the injuries he caused by accident. He was also hoping to better get to know Beth, she was attractive and seemed a pleasant enough person so going on a date would be something that he would like to try. However, for past few minutes he was stood outside the door he had found out was hers and too nervous to knock. He could kill hundred of men, get into some deadly fights and cope with a million other situations but asking a beautiful woman on a date was very different and somehow, a lot scarier.
Then he knocked.
[member="Beth Cadera"]
He thought that a meal out would compensate the injuries he caused by accident. He was also hoping to better get to know Beth, she was attractive and seemed a pleasant enough person so going on a date would be something that he would like to try. However, for past few minutes he was stood outside the door he had found out was hers and too nervous to knock. He could kill hundred of men, get into some deadly fights and cope with a million other situations but asking a beautiful woman on a date was very different and somehow, a lot scarier.
Then he knocked.
[member="Beth Cadera"]