[center][h2][color=f26522]Cicero Bladewalker[/color][/h2][/center]

Cicero cocked his head to the side while he listened to the gruff figure. He was curious as to how he came across such a coveted alchemic concoction. Cicero walked over and asked,

[color=orange][center]"May I have a smell to make sure all is as you say?"[/center][/color]
Cicero knew there was no brew called 'Thorion's Revenge.' However, there was a deity named 'Thorion.' As he sniffed the concotion he realized it was the very same brew he had before. 

During a battle in the land of Roh, Cicero fought against multiple Demon Folk attacks with a few allies. They were outmanned and outmatched. That's when his ally offered a drink from his vial to the men around him. Invigorated, Cicero and the others fought with an intensity he never had experienced before. When all was done, his ally was gone, but Cicero and the others survived to fight another day.

This was the very same sunset liquid. However, 200 silver for it seemed a little pricey for a single sip. Then there was the moral ramifications of taking energy during a tournament. Was it legal? Probably not.

[color=orange][center]"200 is very pricey for a drink. I'll give a percentage of the winnings I earn in battle to you. Consider it an investment in myself."[/center][/color] 
Cicero extended his hand to shake with the man, confident he would agree to Cicero's generous offer.

Cicero believed this was a betting kind of guy who liked to see humanity overcome great obstacles. Perhaps he would jump at an offer to be included in Cicero's prize money. He could be a coach of sorts..