Nikola sat in the hall, sitting on two chairs. One for his body and another for his feet. The Canine Lord was currently scouting out their competition, the various regulars that he would soon fight were all interacting with one another. The regulars were exchanging words,gestures, and one seemed to be even healing one of them. All the while Nikola put a mental bounty on each of them.

[Color=lavender][i]'The other red head is probably worth alot of points atleast a few hundred, followed by that Khun kid, that brown haired kid has a nice sword though...'[/i][/color]

After assigning some mental points to figure out his new targets Nikola turned toward his own teammate in his vicinity. The ever strong Runa resting in her own chair beside him.

[Color=Lavender]"So what do we do about the dead weight?"[/color] 

Nikola pointed his thumb to the wide eyed country bumpkin who kept screaming about wanting to fail. Nikola would've preferred busting the kid's head and getting it over with but he was technically his teammate right now. 

[@Sylvan] [@samreaper]