[center][h1][Color=DarkRed]Argus Leandros[/color][/h1][/center]

Argus smiled as he saw the man's hidden weapon, having a feeling that they were going to get along swimmingly. Nothing says friendship like holding each other at knife point. After the deal had beened sealed, Arhus waved good-bye to Ceclia, a confident grin on his face that was broken by a flash of inspiration as he turned to speak to the woman.

"Hey Cecilia, let's make a little wager, yeah? If I beat Heisty on my first try, you'll let me take you on a dinner date. If I lose, I'll have to do whatever you say on the day of your choosing for 24 hours. Sounds like a win-win situation for both of us, cause either wsy, we'll probably get to spend some quality time together. So, you interested?" Argus held out his hand invitingly to the fair maiden. Whether she accepted or declined, Argus woukd then make his way over to the arena, quickly requipping a plain-looking bastard sword to his hand with a snap of his fingers. It was normal in every sense of the word, but it was undoubtly sharp and effective, a good weapon if a bit underwhelming when compared to what requip mages usually brought to the playing field.

Once in position, he'd take a stance across from his opponent, eyes narrowed in focus as he grinned in devilish anticipation. He didn't say anything to his seemingly mute foe, only making a small 'come here' gesture with his free hand. He wouldn't be the one to initiate combat . . . not yet, anyway. He was determined to get it on the first try, so he would play the waiting game for a bit to see what other tricks the hairy mute had up his sleeves.

[@Lugubrious]