<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/YYEFMuN.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Osiris Weiss (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=292821.msg14504337#msg14504337)<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Day Three | Round One<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jessica, Ryuuji, and Ken<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Escorting Jessica into the arena<br/><hr/><br/>The copper coin flipped over the heads of several audience members. A few antsy mages made a leap for it, crashing into each other as the coin passed over them. A giant reached out for the coin, his massive hand should have caught it without error. A mage leapt into the air, attempting to intercept it. The coin bounced off the mage’s fingers as they desperately clawed at the air, still trying to snag it. Instead, the giant had snagged him, flaring his nostrils in anger and glaring at the little mage in his hand, who was grinning innocently.<br/><br/>The coin fell and landed on the head of a short, cloaked figure before it clattered at his feet. Beneath a black cowl, a face wrapped completely in bandages peered down at the object. Crouching, a wrapped hand grasped the coin between two fingers and raised it before the being’s face as he twisted it left and right curiously.<br/><br/>“What are you waitin’ for, Stupid?” a mage growled behind him. “You caught the coin so you gotta go judge.”<br/><br/>The little mummy thrusted the coin at the rude mage, and the mage’s eyes widened before he raised his hands as though held by gunpoint. “Oh no. You caught it. Not me. Besides, everyone saw you pick it up.” The mage pointed out the magical version of a jumbotron. The oval image was being broadcasted to the entire arena, and everyone saw the little mummy holding the coin. Lowering the coin, he grasped the edge of his hood, tugging it down a face that if it hadn’t been all wrapped up, might have been seen blushing. He slowly waded through the throngs of magi to the stairs and descended them. Once he was at the bottom, the little mummy had been staring at the ground. So many magi had talked about him upon passing. Some laughed; others wondered what was wrong; the usual. A heel and long bare leg suddenly came into his view, startling him. The mummy threw himself back in a start, his chin rising as he followed the leg up to a buxom flame-haired woman who was wearing a pretty tiny, snug dress—at least in comparison to her curves. His mouth fell open in shock. If not for his bandages, his face was so red that it could have lit them on fire.<br/><br/><strong>Care to escort a lady into the arena?</strong><br/><br/>His teeth came together, baring in his anxiety. She was hot, and she didn’t ignore or run away from him either. From his height, he saw more of her breast than he did her face. Escort her? Was she joking? Him? He looked around as though expecting some clown to leap out and reveal the entire joke. It didn’t happen—at least not yet. Lowering his head, he extended a shaky hand up toward the Peryton Guild Mistress, offering his hand to her so he could walk her into the arena.