<blockquote><div><cite>Auralia wrote:</cite><span style="font-style: italic">~I cannot bring myself to engage in an event such as this. Even if I were not in a prime fighting state I could not risk the fact that I would have to injure an innocent creature who had been forced into combat.~</span></div></blockquote><br/>Alyssa nods in agreement to her angelic companion.<span style="font-style: italic">~I agree, Lady Auralia. Harming those we've come to rescue will benefit no one. It would be best to restrict our entrants to those with control over digestion, at least until we have better knowledge of our opponents.~</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Though it does complicate matters,</span>she admits privately. As distasteful as it may be, the arena was also the most plausible means of ingress for Auralia. Registering the warrior angel as a manager, or worse yet, a slave, is sure to raise eyebrows if she happens to draw the Sogluyem's attention. And with her presence, avoiding the Sogluyem's attention will be very hard indeed.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~Perhaps it would be wise to separate into groups,~</span>Alyssa suggests,<span style="font-style: italic">~Anyone unwilling to enter the tournament can search the upper levels for Sashi. The rest should register and go quickly- while we wait here, Sashi could be...~</span><br/><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Desk Naga wrote:</cite>"Is there anything else I can help you with?"</div></blockquote><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Rihyan wrote:</cite>"I would prefer some form of partner. I'm not too sure on going by myself, though anyone without a ranged attack or flight themselves I could probably handle. Of course I am a little hard to digest as well."</div></blockquote><br/>Whatever dire warning Alyssa had in mind is cut short by the naga's interruption. Turning her attention back to the registrar, she gives the attendant a slightly nervous smile. "My apologies for the delay. We're nearly prepared to register, if you could bring us the necessary forms for a manager and... two gladiators?" she says, pausing for a moment to consider her numbers.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~I'm sure we can find a suitable partner,~</span>she reassures Rihyan.<span style="font-style: italic">~Perhaps we can find another contestant below, or...~</span>she pauses, looking in Geno's direction, and sends her half-dragon friend the psychic equivalent of a gentle<span style="font-style: italic">ahem.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~Geno, you also have control of your digestive processes, isn't that correct? Would you be willing to register as Sir Rihyan's partner for the arena?~</span>