[h2][center][color=39b54a][b]Randar Xenil[/b][/color][/center][/h2]
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Randar arrived in Arpeggio fresh off the cart in the morning, it was cutting it close, but he made it. He glanced around to admire the place. It may have been a fluke, skill, or a little bit of both. He was here to participate in a competition, to show what he was made of. He could hardly contain himself, but he had some business to take care of. He glanced at the paper in his hand, checking to make sure he had the right time to arrive. He was disappointed that the competition was so early, there wouldn't be time to tour the area in advance. He took some time to calculate how much prep time he needed before the rounds started. 20 minutes would be good enough to start the show.

He looked at his Spirit, Cothyl, who stood around 2 feet tall. He had to remind himself that this was part of the plan. If he was to pull off the stunt like last time, he had to not stick out, yet. He found himself smirking as he thought of the look on their faces when they saw this surprise. He gave a nod to his Spirit, they walked into the Arpeggio, as a small man and a smaller lizard. He was relieved that his gear was so small and portable, no need to stand out. Every time Cothyl picked up some size, he would expel the energy harmlessly to stay small. He was confident that round 2 was gonna be the big leagues. The big, big, big leagues. Hopefully they could move the fight outdoors. Or better yet, the opponent gave up when they saw who they were up against.

After finding the location and working out what time he needed to show up, he decided to get a sneak peek of the city. There was always a bustle in a place like this. He wandered the streets, preferring to take the back roads, he didn't want to talk to people really. He saw some odd things like some drunk girl arguing with a skeleton and yet more street urchins running off talking of some rich guy throwing money around. Most would guess these are pretty normal things, but he suspected these must be other song knights presumably here for the tournament like him. He once again grinned at the thought no one knew who he was still. At least the weather will be good today.

He found himself on the main streets when he spotted something large zooming in the distance. He strained his eyes to figure out what that was, looked like a rock, no, a boulder? A flash of color and he would swear that something was on it. He was gonna just laugh about it till he went white in the face. If that was a person on there, only one person he knew would be crazy enough to do it. The name Mary Stradford flashed in his head. Please be wrong, please be an attack or anything except that girl...

He glanced at his Spirit, still small, not gonna be helpful. If this goes wrong, would he have to change his plans? That thought didn't matter if there were people in danger. He headed in the direction the rock was flying, maybe it was gonna miss the city, or he was seeing things. Still, when the name Mary came up, trouble was sure to follow. He still had time, so there wasn't harm in double checking if he saw something. Cothyl picked up on his distress and asked if he should stop focusing on staying small. This plan was a little locked in at the moment, and he wasn't happy that he overlooked usefulness for a chance to be flashy. If he cleared the first round, he was gonna stomp the next opponent flat without showing off.

Wrapped up in his thoughts, he was startled by a sound in the distance. He knew that sound, and it was definitely trouble. He wasn't sure how much use he was going to be, but darn it, no one's gonna die on his watch. He motioned to Cothyl to keep his distance when they get there. [color=39b54a]"Get big if there's trouble and you have the time, otherwise focus on finding any injured people and motion them to myself so I can work my magic quick and efficiently."[/color] He felt his magical gun in his pocket, still had a good few shots, just in case. He wasn't planning on using it this time. His music was gonna be more practical to calm the crowd and heal the injured.

Finally arriving, he spotted a skeleton attacking the Dissonance. Who knew the drunk could fight so well? He showed up panting from the effort of all this running. He scanned the area. No one was hurt yet, finally some good news. He looked upwards in time to see the boulder on its way here. He groaned when he recognized the person up there. Mary really did it this time, who even rides a boulder into a town? He wanted to run up to the song knight but found himself sticking to the sidelines. He glanced at Cothyl, about his size. Looks like its gonna be a support kind of day.