10-05-2015, 08:32 AM
"Hooh. Easy now." Alexyana calmed her Kumdo with words and pats to its neck when they approached the massive crowd around and in the fair, which the mount was not used to. She guided it as close as she dared before dismounting and dismissing it for the time being, then she took a good look around. Unlike earlier now this was full to the brim. There were booths everywhere, shops selling souvenirs or allowing the spectators to set bets, reserve seats and buy corndogs and other things that would be served to them during the actual tournament.
She approached one of the guardsmen that had to be around for any event of this size, especially considering that it was a tournament held with weapons - things could easily get out of hand in such an environment - and asked them for directions to the sign-up booth. With a similar light... disgust? the man pointed her to a booth with a few people near it, where the dragoness approached. I do hope that they have dragon-sized quills... "Eh, hello? I'm here for the tournament. I want to register as a participant." She told the bored-looking man sitting inside that was looking at the fair from behind a glass pane. Clearly he wanted to be there rather than in this place, taking applications from fighters.
"Here's yer form, ye sign the bottom an' hand it back... make sure ta follow the deadline. If ye can't read an' write, there's plenty a' translators round fer a fee." The man replied without even raising his eyes and passed a paper form through the slit under the booth. There was a table with an ink pot and several quills, some already used, of various sizes and shapes. Perfect. Alexyana grabbed one of the larger ones, dipped it into the ink and filled out what there was to fill before placing a calligraphic signature beneath. Indeed, for a clawed beast she had quite nice handwriting, but that was one of the perks that came with graduating college in Hell. Though the man looked up briefly when she returned the filled-out form he only so much as quirked an eyebrow before eyeing the form over and nodding and placing a stamp next to her signature that marked her form as approved. "Enjoy the fair. An' make sure ta listen to yer name if ye don' wan ta be disqualified, eh?"
"I hopefully will. Thank you for your help." With that she backed away and eyed the fair once more, though she waited for her friends before going anywhere else.
She approached one of the guardsmen that had to be around for any event of this size, especially considering that it was a tournament held with weapons - things could easily get out of hand in such an environment - and asked them for directions to the sign-up booth. With a similar light... disgust? the man pointed her to a booth with a few people near it, where the dragoness approached. I do hope that they have dragon-sized quills... "Eh, hello? I'm here for the tournament. I want to register as a participant." She told the bored-looking man sitting inside that was looking at the fair from behind a glass pane. Clearly he wanted to be there rather than in this place, taking applications from fighters.
"Here's yer form, ye sign the bottom an' hand it back... make sure ta follow the deadline. If ye can't read an' write, there's plenty a' translators round fer a fee." The man replied without even raising his eyes and passed a paper form through the slit under the booth. There was a table with an ink pot and several quills, some already used, of various sizes and shapes. Perfect. Alexyana grabbed one of the larger ones, dipped it into the ink and filled out what there was to fill before placing a calligraphic signature beneath. Indeed, for a clawed beast she had quite nice handwriting, but that was one of the perks that came with graduating college in Hell. Though the man looked up briefly when she returned the filled-out form he only so much as quirked an eyebrow before eyeing the form over and nodding and placing a stamp next to her signature that marked her form as approved. "Enjoy the fair. An' make sure ta listen to yer name if ye don' wan ta be disqualified, eh?"
"I hopefully will. Thank you for your help." With that she backed away and eyed the fair once more, though she waited for her friends before going anywhere else.
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