Shadow of Wind casually leans against a wall, arms folded. As a tabaxi, he would be one of the “other discriptors” the Vredgus fellow was talking about. Even slouching, it was clear that he was very tall, well over 6’, and his fur, what could be seen under his armor, was a deep purple-black color. Bright yellow eyes contrasted in the otherwise dark face. Like all of his kind, he exhibited natural feline grace, though he didn’t look particularly strong. One had to wonder how well he would fare, physically, in a “blood sport”.

With an animal snarl, he says, “Shadow of Wind, not of THE wind, they got my name wrong. As if there could be only one wind! But you may call me Shadow, or Wind, either one is fine.”

A relatively short human introduces himself, saying, ‘I’m Iorzire, it’s... nice to meet you both,’ he hesitantly offers a handshake to the others.  He seems rather plain, with brown hair and eyes to match.  He has a tan one might get from sitting on a chair outside for too long, and is well built, but doesn’t show any fantastic traits.  ‘I’ll make sure not to mess up your name,’ he then says to Shadow

Shadow breaks into a grin, remembering at the last moment to not make it very toothy, humans don’t like that. “It’s okay, Lorzire, I’m not as vain as all that. I just like to complain. So, think we’ve got a chance? We’ve got the muscle,” gesturing at the Wild, “I’m the pretty one,” indicating himself, “And, err, you...” gesturing at you, “And where’s our fourth? Roth?”

Standing 6'-6", wearing chainmail and a warhammer, stands Roth.  Blonde hair and blue eyes....  "I am Roth, servant of the Storm Lord.  May our enemies tremble and soil themselves at our presence!"

Looking over his new companions, The Wild lets out a deep belly laugh. "A strong pack indeed! The hunt will be good to us! Come lets fill our bellies and celebrate."

Shadow looks around. “Is it actually time to eat?” As he turns, he reveals a shock of white fur, like a sinuous white line, that starts at his neck and descends down, obscured by his leather armor.

Shadow takes this opportunity to size up some of the other people at this gathering. Apparently they’re to be his competitors. As he does this, he mutters under his breath as if to an unseen companion. “See anybody we know?”

Shadow’s never quite sure if he’ll get a response. The spirits that haunt him have their own timetables, their own notions of what is important or uninteresting, and these notions rarely align with Shadow’s. They have an annoying habit of bothering him at the most random moments. It’s almost as if they don’t like Shadow. Which would be fair. He did kill each of them at one point.

Possibly relevant roll for scoping out the competition:

12 and add 8 for investigation or 4 for insight

Many are actually famed criminals, people who you see on bounty boards and wanted posters. However, you do see a soldier you used to work with. You don’t recall their name, but they are a tall black dragonborn wielding a large bow. You see them alongside a dwarf, and two people who you can not make out details of.

Shadow would like to approach and converse with the black dragonborn.

”Hey there, don’t I know you from somewhere...? Battle of White Falls, I think?”

He turns to you. “Ugh, oh yeah! Your Shadow, right? Served in Gareth’s Ghosts? I’m Liek.”

he extends his hand out to you

Shadow gives a polite half-bow without actually touching the creature. Like a cat, he tries to stay fastidious.

"Well met, Liek. So, do you have much experience in all this?" Shadow gestures around widely, indicating the contestant-filled gardens.

 (He does not ask how Liek has gotten out of the Ghosts, as that is a...touchy subject for himself)

“Not really. This is my first round. But I still intend to win it!” He says brightly.

"Me too. Good luck to you. Do you know when things are starting?"

“Not really.” He responds. “But you should probably get back to your team, just in case.” He then turns back to his team and walks towards them.

‘Where exactly do we eat?’ Iorzire asks the Wild as Shadow returns, ‘I don’t see anywhere that serves food.’

(OOC: I actually did roll perception for this, I got a 2...  So I went ahead and assumed I got nothing)

(OOC: Is the town we are in a large city, small village?

(You are not in a town rn. It’s in the middle of nowhere. You ate before you got here)

The Wild looks around trying to get the lay of the land

Perception 26

You in a desert, in a large stone gathering platform surrounded by bushes. You arrived via carriage from a nearby town.

idk what else to say there’s really not much here.

Shadow of Wind asks the others to watch his back and wake him if anything interesting happens. He then proceeds to curl up on the ground and take a nap.

(but not really, it’s just for show)

‘Well wake up then, I have a feeling something is about to happen,’ Iorzire says, scanning the horizon, and mostions to Wild, ‘I don’t know what there is that you haven’t seen, but it’s something...’