<div class="floatright">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/525225861188943878/1034351700946997278/unknown.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Rowan</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1t2y9Bf6MVQ_7a4AsShjRh1rGSY1d6qQZRcpHGsxz37c/edit?usp=sharing)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The stone lion's dungeon<br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Rowan was getting a bit tired of not being able to understand what the Ifrit was saying, but at least they had someone capable of translating.  So, when the topic of a challenge was brought up, he frowned as he thought over his own skills.<br/><br/>"Most of my talents revolve around fighting or directing others in battle," he admitted with a sigh.  "I don't suppose she'd go for a contest of sexual prowess?  Winner makes the other orgasm first?"  It was clear by his tone, dry as the desert, that he wasn't being serious.  "Only other thing I could try is to out-wrestle her."  He shrugged.  "But I have no idea how our strength compares, so that might be an awful idea."