Irthos
First Post
A simple man wearing a mask saunters to the boards, he cocks his head in a curious manner as he reads over the replies to the sparring game parchment. He leaves for a time then comes back and tacks up his response written on dry crisp parchment...
It is sad to hear that you did not get to have a chance to face your proper opponent in the last match, though perhaps you would ask the proprietor, Leigh, for a rematch against a different opponent or the warrior Lexania.
To the proprietor of the fights, I do wish that you get well soon, not out of sympathy, but more for the fact that you must organize future contests.
Below his name is a wax seal of two crossed scimitars.
Nodding his head in satisfaction the masked man turns and walks away from the board
It is sad to hear that you did not get to have a chance to face your proper opponent in the last match, though perhaps you would ask the proprietor, Leigh, for a rematch against a different opponent or the warrior Lexania.
To the proprietor of the fights, I do wish that you get well soon, not out of sympathy, but more for the fact that you must organize future contests.
- The Humble Swordsage, Irthos
Below his name is a wax seal of two crossed scimitars.
Nodding his head in satisfaction the masked man turns and walks away from the board