[center][h3]Sir Edwin Stormcrest?[/h3][/center]
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Titles
[color=#0E0101][Human - Mundane], [Noble Ryke Baron] B, [Apprentice Lancer], [Power Potential], [Get Looped], [Dark Knight], [Knight in Black], [Dark Horseman] - #0E0101[/color]
Noteworthy Skills: [Resilient Surprised], Regeneration F
Asset Goal: ?

It seems that needed not to go after the masked man, as he instead came back from the very same corridor he had gone inside. Edwin watched the man, one golden eyebrow raised, icy orbs locked on his golden mask. And as the man passed him, the darkened horseman lifted the delicate goblet, bringing it to his lips and taking a sip of it.

That had to be their mark.

The sudden shift in those surrounding him was accepted with chilling apathy. Only the smallest ‘humphs’ left the nobleman’s lips. Being adored by the people of the Duchy had never been his objective in the first place. [color=0E0101]“I see now… delightful.”[/color] Murmuring, his lips flattened, turning around as the announcement of the remaining participants was made.

Wasting little time to get ready, Edwin would leave his goblet atop any surface he found along the way while he searched for the attendant with his lance. And, upon finding them, he would simply wrench the armament for their hand, before marching towards the western arena, prepared for whatever tricks waited for him. Or, at the very least, that was what he thought.