Stanisek kept listening, nodding along to people in turn as they kept bringing things up.  He could climb on his own, but someone able to cast a climbing spell would be useful (even if the quip made him keep a closer on its maker).  After the ideas finished flying, Stan hmmed and raised his hands.  "Those sound like good ideas," he said.  "While the trials will all be the same difficulty, we could at least be able to find one that plays to our strengths.  In the meantime, we get a layout of the city and a place we can hide, in case some of the losers turn out to be bad sports."<br/><br/>Then he looked up at the rooftops for a moment, calculating the quickest way to get up topside.  His gaze was only briefly diverted before he turned it back to his companions and the other people around him.  "I wonder..." he mused to Mathew with a wide smile, "how close is the nearest inn?  I'd love to have a bath before we head out exploring."<br/><br/>All the while, his mind was whirling like the gears in a clock.  Two magic users, nice check and balance against one trying to lead them astray (given what he'd heard from them, even if they'd been Ignu, he still wouldn't trust them).  That didn't leave out collusion, though.  The cat fel looked like a bumbler, but he hadn't made up his mind yet.  While he personally wouldn't try to cheat his rivals, in the name of trustworthiness, he still wasn't certain the feeling was mutual.  Inwardly, he frowned.  All he wanted was enough money to go home and rejoin his family.  And while it looked like winning could get him home sooner, it also meant it could get more dangerous very quickly.