This is fantastic, truly, happy to see the interest is gaining!
Ugh, I'll have to forsake a lot of actual responsibility to get to 35 by then, but I'll try my darnedest!
*Ash walks up to the commotion and looks around.. He nods slightly then breathes his words*
"I too enjoy the fullfilment of combat. Though I prefer to see the blood of my enemies in battle, not to see the blood of my allies spilled for the sake of entertainment."
*He pauses, looks at Amberlena then Gelthorn. Ash raises his voice slightly.*
"But aye.. *sighs* I shall be there. If for nothing else, to represent my brethren. Perhaps Velik's grace will grant us a moment from the Argons."
*Looks away*
"But we shall see."
"The blood of enemies is up for debate... there are many who delay the war effort against the Argons. At the very least this tournament will show who is truly ready for this conflict."
*He paused for a moment staring off into the distance before visible shaking his head and bringing himself back to the present.*
"I will see you in the arena, honor to you soldier."
*stands leaning against her staff, her chin rests gently on her hand that is placed over the top of the staff, while her other hand holds the staff midway down, ready to weild her staff at a moments notice, her eyes casually look to the side and upwards as Gelthorn speaks and she smiles at his words....looking back to the man speaking she nods respectfully, her voice quiet, deep and melodic as she speaks...*
"We shall see soldier, we shall see...."
*she looks past him as she nods respectfully, leaning slightly more towards the warrior next her*
*looks out into the night's sky hoping to see what the next day would bring, battles, revenge, love or beauty, whatever it brought would be a good thing for it meant another day closer to the challenge at hand*
*yawns as he stumbles out of his temporary lodgings, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and being surprised by the sight of Amberenia*
"You're still waiting here? I would have thought for sure that you'd have just left a sign or something, you must be dead tired..."
*smirks slightly, finishing buttoning up his shirt and tightening his gauntlets*
"Sorry to say it, but I won't be going easy on anybody simply because they're tired. You should rest. You'll need it for the tournament."