Nekokaburi strides forward and bows low before Gustaf.
"Greetings, Holy Warrior. I was delayed dueling one who you have dispatched with ease, who proved to be my better. The battle was long, and the cost great, but I am here to duel if you will fight."
Nekokaburi rises, stubble visible about his face and his eyes appear slightly haunted.
"Enough of my blather. We have a tournament to participate in."
Nekokaburi cocks his head slightly, sizing up his opponent.
<b>"I find your Lord to be uncivilized, your citadel to be laughable, and your foot to be lacking."</b>
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<font color="gray">OoC: My gravest apologies for the delay in getting here...</font>