Aundair stood up and slid his short steel into its sheath. He took the letter and as he read it his eyes widened slightly. Looking up at the man standing before him, he felt the weight of honor rest on his shoulder. He bowed deeply and his cloak swished around him. "Thank you sir, I... I don't know what to say. If you ever need something, don't hesitate to call, I work at your utter discretion." He stood back up and ran his fingers through his hair. "Is there anything that you need in this moment? If not, I will take your suggestion and upgrade my armor. Speaking of which, is there a certain blacksmith that you would recommend? I haven't really had the need for one before now."