As the grasp of dreamworld lessened on Tehr the sunlight slowly reached to caress his face as he prepared his magic. Under the light of dawn, being restored from the drain that the last day's battles had brought, Tehr would be once more set after his rest. He had his privacy for the moment before a little after he had finished his preparations there was a firm knock on his room's door.<br/><br/>Behind the door was the mature halfling fellow, Tielwater. Standing there looking perfectly relaxed, he had a pipe in one hand and the other hand behind his back again, as he waited for Tehr to open the door. "There's a meal waiting, but it seems my student's decided to actually get anxious to face you in battle, seeming to think he'll humiliate you for some reason." Tielwater hummed, but looked at Tehr with brief curiosity after saying this, though not asking directly. Seeming to decide to leave it to be, he continued a moment later.<br/><br/>"The meal is served in the same room as yesterday, I can lead you if you like, and don't worry your competition isn't there, he ordered a meal to his room before this competition." Humming briefly, he chuckled a bit. "No chance of catching the mistress and the daughters there right now though. They're supposedly bathing and then getting dressed to witness the duel. I should note that a fair share of young women have come to see this, out of curiosity. Including a couple of our ... non-human, non-halfling friends and allies. Just in case you note a few interesting people in the stands. Once you're done eating and feel ready, I'm going to lead you to the Arena." He nod his head seriously. "Though its not perhaps the right word for the place, but eh well. Its big enough, and warded with the right spells to prevent any accidential fatalities."