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Teslaron
Post: 1

Yep, that was about all he could handle.

Teslaron groaned softly as he walked toward his seat in the stands and scrubbed the heels of his palms against his eyes. Somehow, it hadn't registered to him at first that a combat-oriented tournament would involve actual physical exertion and bodily injury. Not for the first time since the end of his match, he wondered why entering any such thing had seemed like a good idea to him. He did not like to fight. Nor was he particularly talented at it. He didn't have training, and surely none of his yet-undiscovered future goals would require he be apt at wielding a blade. There was no reason for him to-

Except there was. Teslaron eyed the Shifter woman sitting nearby and couldn't help but break into a stupidly broad grin. He dropped into a seat at Dris'rynne's side, stretched his arms overhead, then layered one across her shoulders. "Heeeey, beautiful," he cooed too sweetly. "Were you watching, huh? What did you think? How great am I? Fierce? Intimidating? Brave and ultra-masculine? Y'know, I bet I get at least one sexy, manly scar from this whole fiasco. But!"

He retracted his arm from her, propped his elbow on his knee and rested his chin in his palm. "That's enough about my fights, I think. Tell me, Sky Princess," He grinned cheekily, knowingly, and tipped his head ever-so-slightly. "How did your match go?"

Devra post Three

The youngling felt a bit self conscious as the shifter hybrid questioned her. She instantly began twirling her hair in her fingers. "Yeah it's real. It's pretty normal in Yael." She stated like it was obvious. "I'm a Yaeli if you didn't know." She tried to sound nice when she said that, yet a little bit of sass ending up at the end of her sentence. It dawned on her that they were asking questions because they didn't know about her kind, not to be nosy. Maybe they wouldn't remember what she was doing earlier, since the conversation seemed to travel to her ethnicity.

Just as Devra hoped no one would talk about the "purchasing" she was going to do, the other girl asked if she had any money. She scrunched her face and looked up to Volkarosh. "No... I just brought myself and enough food to get here. It was a long trip to say the least." She tried to sound like a grown up, yet it came out as a very tired child. Even though these main land residents got into her business, she didn't mind, since they weren't being mean to her. She thought she would be an outcast, since she looked so different.

Naevius .|. Post 4

As soon as the other had said it Naevius remembered the occasion in which they had met. Nae smiled slightly at the shifter. "I remember now. I'm afraid that at the time I may have bluffed a little bit about some of our creatures. To be fair, I wasn't in the best situation and you definitely had the upper hand with your familar."

Nae smiled as Varinia offered the youngling some food. How like her friend to always be prepared. "Well, I'm Naevius. And my friend here is Varinia. I actually work at a compound that does beast training. If you plan to be in Oba for a small duration of time, I can leave you with information on how to get there if you'd like to learn more about our beasts. To compensate for the terrible information I provided you with on our previous meeting." Okay well, saying she worked at the compound was a slight understatement but one that would be okay, Nae thought.

Serr
post three

He might have cursed, had he been so inclined, but Serr remained silent as he picked up speed, bare feet slapping on the ground. He had to find a place to hide, or at least a spot to leave her necklace in her path while he kept on running. She was a lot faster than he had thought she would be. Maybe next time he would examine the leg muscles of those he planned on stealing from.

He took a hard right turn around the next corner, emerging into a space that was considerably less crowded than the one he had previously occupied. He was more visible now, but he could also move a lot quicker.

Zumei Post 1

She'd been beaten up and humiliated by a large Alki lady. She'd smacked herself in the head with her own hammer!! That was the worst thing about all of it. She'd been taken out by herself when all she'd wanted to do was have a good fight. She really had failed. All she wanted to do now was go run off and fall asleep in a corner. She was tired and had a killer headache. Making her way out of the arena gate, she was somewhat surprised to spot her favorite ice standing there. She'd expected him to be still battling, but maybe he had at least won his match.

"Hey, how did things go? You look tired, " Zumei smiled, patting him gently on the shoulder." Did you win?"

Eziya Post 1

"Need some healing? Come to my booth! I've got all sorts of salves and magic to help with your injuries! Tired after your battle, we've got things for that too!" Eziya shouted to the crowd, hoping to get someone to come along. She was trying her hand at a small shop, seeing if any fighters or others would be interesting in buying her wares or services. She had no idea where Serr had run off to so it was just her running the small little booth. She'd spotted a woman earlier walking along that had looked familiar, but with how many people were around even that was an unknown.

Bisera Post 4

"Vodyanoi? It's a pleasure to meet you!" He really did enjoy meeting members of the Matori people, finding them to be quite beautiful indeed. Their colorations, the patterns on their skin, the wonderful ears they had. There was just so much about them that gave him inspiration and had him starring... something he forced himself not to do despite the temptation. No, starring was rude and he was literally in the middle of a converation. He couldn't let himself space out.

At the mention of Vodyanoi having a perzi kitten, one he didn't bring along because he was afraid a janarim would eat him, Bisera's dark blue eyes went a bit wide, "Ah... oh! I will be sure to keep Fractis near me so that doesn't happen to him!" He hadn't even considered that the kitten might be in danger since the tournament was a festival of sorts. Best that they kept Fractis close as he was still young and he didn't want him getting eaten by a larger beast. Even just the thought of such a thing happen was bad enough.

Pushing such thoughts aside, as he didn't want to focus too hard on that sort of thing he asked, "You said you were a musician? May I ask what sort of instruments you play? Do you sing too?" He didn't know a lot of musicians so he had to admit he was curious. As Xarnith suddenly asked Vodyanoi if he wanted to grab some food with them he gave a smile, "You're more then welcome! Are we leaving to do that now? Or after a few more fights? I have to admit it's a great place to gather inspiration." So many warriors with so many muscles... it was a grand sight indeed! One he wasn't quite ready to abandoned, even if it meant finding something tasty to eat.

Lucijah
Post 2

Oh - it was rotten? Lucijah had jumped in surprise when another voice piped up from behind her, but they were appreciated nonetheless. Eyes widening in realization, Lucijah emit a low 'ooooh', then rounded on the sweating seller with a wicked grin, tapping one gauntlet-covered knuckle against the table, tauntingly. The girl beside her, who had been inquiring about the fish to start, was cracking her up with her goodnatured puns and jokes, and the older shifter shot her an appreciative grin, before rounding on the salesman once more.

She didn't have to say much - after all, the blue woman was handling it quite nicely for them. Instead, she leaned back and set her hands at her hips. "Can't say no to such a friendly invitation!" She agreed, turning away from the stall in dismissal. She mainly had Oban food nowadays, but many of Nera's servants were Matori, so such dishes weren't unfamiliar. That being said, likely a stall selling such delicacies would have much better quality food!

Intrigued, Lucijah dropped her eyes to the younger girl and gave her a nudge with her elbow, towards the friendly matori who had aided them. "Gotta say, you two are more perceptive than me. I wouldn't have guessed it'd be rotten until I tasted it. Thanks!" While many admitting their oversights would be embarassed by their failures, Lucijah seemed to wave it off without a second thought. She'd eaten plenty of nasty things in her time, but after nearly starving to death a few years before, she had stopped being picky. Even so, rotten food was a hazard - she'd need to be more careful for next time.