Radek gives her a good look over as she saunters closer, checking out her leather clad outfit and puckering his lips in a silent wolf whistle in appreciation, doing his best to make sure she sees how well he thinks of her dress, so to speak.<br/><br/>"Ah, certainly my dear Annette! I was always prepared for days like this, but you can partake of my wise readiness." He hands her the telescope rather smugly, and her implied insult went completely over his head.<br/><br/>Through the telescope, she would see the Arena stretched some distance away, and it looked massive by Aquilion standards. She estimated that it was perhaps well over 500' across from the outside, and about 60' high. Arches of white and black stone reinforced the structure. To the side she would also notice were some rather decent looking small houses, probably some villagers who worked there or maybe to house guests. Above the Arena flies the flag of Ar-Khazan, a a stylized looking head of dragon or sea serpent rising waves and spewing fire.<br/><br/>(http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad259/zyraen/800px-Arenes_de_Nimes_panorama_zpsyqqsfsls.jpg)<br/><br/>In any case, soon enough it would be time to disembark. There was no port at this side of the island - the ports for trading were facing towards the continent where the ocean winds were not so strong, so they would have to drop anchor and travel by long boat to shore.<br/><br/>