mehrdad stepped up to the board, smelling the plate on his forearm, he still had the stench of the last man he had cleaned up on him. The smell of booze and rotting flesh wasn't the most pleasant, but it could attract a few good priced monsters, so he didn't mind. As he walked up he realized other hunters were there and stood back, he didn't like when people got a whiff of him, so he was gonna wait, hopefully there dog wouldn't mind either.