Lorag shrugged his shoulders. "Don't know. It would be pretty satisfying to win one of those things, but really I don't think it'd be a fair fight. I mean, I'm a lycan. I'm a lot stronger than I look...and I look pretty strong. Even your sister could match the strength of your average adult male with the boost her beast blood gives her. Well, maybe not an Orcish male, but...you get the idea. That kind of a difference might draw the wrong kind of attention. I know it'd be a pretty short notice, but are there any things you can enter a potion or something in? Winning a competition like that would probably get your name out there. Or at least get you some worthless prize you can brag about." 

Meesei rolled her eyes at Janius. "You know, Janius, I'm not surprised. Every time we put you around a new woman, you end up trying to pursue her. Interestingly, I cannot recall a case where you have succeeded. I'm surprised you haven't started trying to proposition me yet or something. At any rate, I'm not certain on the magic competition. I don't know that I see the point of trying to win some contest against strangers. At the very least, I may learn something through observation if I show up. Perhaps I'll end up finding some reason to join in, though. We shall see."