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Amarone Post 3

The wind inventor glanced about, remembering exactly what was going on outside of the stands and the fuss of the crowd. She wasn't really into fighting, in fact she hated how fighting was such a focus and lead to wars and pain. However, she didn't mind a little competition, and it seemed everyone was having a blast and enjoying themselves.

"You could say so...but I'm mostly here to see the vendors...I hear this is one of the best places to find foreign deals. It's nice not having to travel around! It is interesting however to see so many people willing to join in the fights in good sport, considering how recent all of our wars have been. But hey, I dont mind good fun if it helps us come together!"

Suddenly, a loud uproar and a mass movement toward the stands began to catch her attention, "Looks like things are getting started..."

Masika Post 4


She grinned at Eleina. "We'll have to ask when she gets back then." Masika didn't want to miss anyone else fighting so they may have to wait til that was done as well. But she did want to do some shopping while she was here. "When does everyone fight?"

The young prentice turned to look at Draven as he told her that she would need to look after his Keldari. "Alright. She should be fine with me." A nod came from her at the comment. He didn't really have to ask her though since she saw him as a sibling. Ironically, even though Masika was a girly girl the idea of holding the slithery familiar didn't bother her.

As Ziel asked how everyone was doing her antennae gave a twitch and her attention went to the girl almost instantly. "I'm excited. Muma is going to fight! I've never seen her fight a person before." She'd seen her mother fight against Maha, Tanou, and Ascale, but never against someone else. Masika knew that Draven had seen her do so and was envious of him for it.

Nuawahn post 3

Nuawahn grinned brightly at the shifter. "That's my name!" he said, delightedly. So he HAD met him! This was great! But who? Where? When? "Has it been a long time since I met you, mister?" he asked, trying to remember. It had to be, if it was so far beyond the grasp of his medicine. However, what he did remember, was that this face was associated with safety. And good things.

Thertia
Post One



The tournament was abuzz with people far and wide and Thertia walked uneasily through the crowd. While Tia wanted nothing more than to enjoy the tournament entirely, she was occupied pondering on the upcoming battle and thinking on who her opponent might be. As Thertia continued walking with her mind in a daze, she was abruptly bumped into by an Earthling who was now apologizing profusely.

“It’s alright, don't worry about it, I’m Thertia.” Tia announced offering the Earthling a smile in return.

Callum
Post 2

Callum didn't think he would ever get used to the rush of pride and love that consumed him each time his children called to him. Papa. The word alone was enough to ease some of the tension out of his body. Of course, that didn't detract from the amused smile he gave to his partner. Callum leaned over Ygraine to return the kiss before bending at the knee to pick up his baby girl. He was used to her being at the center of everything, so her pushiness didn't bother him; rather, it was Sol's lack of immediate retaliation that concerned him. What was that boy up to?

He settled her on his hip, lightly her ribbon leash from Nimueh to hold in his palm. "Dancers or games, that's a tough call." No doubt his partner had already tried letting them work it out among themselves, and this was the result. Personally, he would rather view the dancers, as he was hoping to pick up a few new moves, but he didn't want to cheat his son. "Which one is closest?"

Teslaron
Post: 2

Fiesty little girl. And as he'd told his opponent, he did take some degree of amusement in such an attitude. That didn't seem like any excuse to be rude to him, when he was only being as genuinely friendly as he possibly could be. Teslaron pouted. "Oh, c'mon! Give me a little credit. From where I was standing, it seemed really extra intense!" And it had been a lot more ducking and swerving and minute bodily injury than he was accustomed to on a daily basis.

He huffed. "I tried, y'know? And look at this: she speared through near all of my clothes!" Tes told her as he dangled a bit of fabric in her face. The corner of his lip dragged up. "Though I suppose I owe it to my fans to give them a little- ow! Dris!" He hissed softly as he scrubbed a hand over where she'd just pinched. Really, was he not injured enough for her tastes?

He grumbled and shot the Shifter woman a leery look from the corner of his eyes before settling back in his seat and relaxing, a good several inches of safety away.

"Anyway..." He glanced back to her fully, ever-so-slightly more apologetic. "I really did expect a little more from you," he admitted with a half-hearted shrug, still defensively covering the exposed skin of his arms, in case of further onslaught. "You're kinda tough, and I have seen you fight before." Lost to her before, more accurately. So it did sting him with an unasked for annoyance that she'd lose to someone he disliked even more. He leaned in close again, eyes narrowed. "It's all these Fire guys, though. They haven't ever fought fair. You're too noble to stoop to that wormy level. But I'll tell ya what; next time, you 'n me, we go in as a unit. I'll hold 'em, and you punch. Or slice. Or stab. I don't care, really, whatever suits your fancy at the time."

Dezani Post 1

Dezani had planned on fighting, but after thinking on it and worrying about Araie and her injury, he had decided against it. That meant that while Araie was wandering off to the healer he and Raiha could do whatever they wanted. What that exactly was though he had no idea. He wanted to go look at all the vendors, maybe buy something nice for her. He wasn't one to do well with gifts though. He was in a weird spot at the moment as far as money and other things went.

JHANA (post 3)

Jhana nodded her head to her sister and her brother. But she could feel a dribble of the panic start to come over her. The tournament... people actually fighting? The chance of blood being spilled.... she didn't know about that one. But she looked to her brother and swallowed down any negativity she could.

If he wanted to see the tournament, well then they would be seeing the tournament now wouldn't they? "...Yeah... That should be fun." She smiled to her brother and let Shima continue to lead them. "This food sure does smell good." She pointed in the direction of the stall Shima was leading them, ready to get on with the trip and start having some fun.