Robin nodded at the elderly man, then to the girl who spoke. "I doubt we've seen everyone. The way the voice made it sound this competition is meant for entertainment, and what's a good show without some twists?" He shook his head, it was like the tourneys that were held in Ylisstol every year. The crowd loved seeing the underdogs overthrow the favorites. Though they cheered when the champions won regardless. Still, mob mentality is a dangerous thing. 

"My name is Robin, might I ask whom you are?" It was a general question, after all the tactician just walked up and missed the prior introductions. Though the girl had called the elderly man by a title, Doctor. If he was a priest that would mean he'd have healing capabilities, though he couldn't see a staff anywhere on the man. The girl was obviously the fiery type, in fact she reminded Robin of Sully, the red knight who had the strength and demeanor to wrestle Khan Basilio and win!