Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170816034817/@comment-31049256-20170911000142

(BT) Freya's ears flatten in both confusion and sadness. She begins to say something, but has to stop. It was more than obvious that something was wrong, but she wasn't sure how to handle it for the moment.

Penelope, for her part, now eyes Jorge. Despite how it looks uncareing, she has stopped twirling her staff.

"I-I do not know who all will be for certain." Freya begins after an uncomfortably silent moment, "With what the grand prize is and Marcus Jaghund likely to participate, there are many. Even those not of the Band are free to compete, and as such many champions of various royalty are here or expected to arrive especially for it."