Character: Gavin Tyro<br/>Location: The Knight’s Shield<br/>Tagged: Hildebrand, Vera<br/><br/>He had noticed the third member of her party slowly progressing from table to table, inquiring here and there who might be fighting in the grand tournament. He was carefully to mentally note faces, a bit surprised to find a few of his possibly future competitors were in the area. That certainly made it a bit harder for him to go about unnoticed and he silently told him self to be sure that he never left his room with anything that might give away who he was. No sense drawing unneeded attention before a public fight.<br/><br/>When the guard finally got to him, he smiled and replied back in the tongue of the Iron Men, a roughly spoken language with excessive consonants and few vows. The guard looked at him a bit bewildered and so Gavin had a little fun, asking him several questions in the tongue before the guard finally gave up and wandered on to another table. Quite pleased with himself, he turned his gaze over to watch the woman, still quite curious about her.<br/>