Things are gotten more interesting. Two more entered, a talkative man who looked rather old as well as an elf like person with too many knives and a pet, rather confidently as well. Their host had announced that victors would receive as substantial reward as well as an invitation to another tournament, doubtless with rewards of its own. Following that a man in regal red and black armor appeared from nowhere, letting out some sort of cry and announcing himself. Hopefully not another competitor, or else Rindheart might be in quite over his head. In addition a red-haired women rose from a puddle of water, offering her aid to the gypsy girl. There was a sort of quiet power that she had, distinguishing her from the other competitors. 

Things were looking like some good fights to go around. The barechested man seemed like he would be a fierce opponent, the monk doubtless had some skill in unarmed combat as most folks like him did, though it wouldn't surprise him if the man had kama or two hidden somewhere, the girl likely was rather similar. He didn't relish the thought of fighting the knifeman and his wolf at the same time, but as long as he was careful it shouldn't be too much trouble. Of course he also had to assume that everyone here had access to some sort of magic as he did, which was bothersome as there was no way to tell what it was. It would be best to save his own magic until he could land a decisive blow with it. Well the fights should start soon and he wasn't aiming be aggravating at the moment, wolfman had already filled that role well enough. Best to consider his strategy for defeating each opponent. Hm, for the more bulky combatants it would be best....