Welcome to the Colosseum (Tournament Signups)

[Jak Mar]

Yes, Jak had heard of the tournament ahead. Only the strongest fighters came here.

Jak had killed more people in cold blood and been killed himself both in and out of Dante's Abyss. What even brought him to Dante's abyss in the first place? The search for people to know Jak's name for once. Jak had been a hero in his world, known to all as someone who could take down ANYTHING. with just a little help from his friends. But those innocent times were gone. Dante's Abyss had seen him take out a man named the "Rock" and Alian in cold blood. Jak's thoughts turned cold "In self defense"

The poor excuse for a mercenary felt the air blow against his kilt. Yeah, if self defense meant killing people in cold blood, he could tell himself that. Daxter would give him laughs if he was here.... Dax was annoying, true but he was his best pal and best supporter. "Daxter?!" "Where are you, pal?!"

His thoughts bothered him. The last time he fought, he fought for his friends and allies. Those who supported him. But none of them were here... Torn was back in HQ, Daxter was missing, and it left him with who knows who in the Omniverse now. He'd "bust a few heads" for Daxter, which he was used to being threatened, backstabbed and anything else. Death tournaments were his thing.... at least now it was.

He was a straight line fool for rushing in to prove himself to Victor, Shay and Agnus that he was nothing more then dust in the wind. He was struggling to prove to himself that he wasn't that. He wasn't one to shake off things so easy. He held grudges and grudges would help him fight. Whereever Daxter was, he hoped to hell Daxter would get his ass here, and watch him. Torn better hear of this too.

Jak covered his mouth with his hankerchief and moved toward Camelot with one thing in mind: to sign up for the tournament.

A few hushed whispers were heard as Jak walked by, as he ignored the sites and walked up to the registration table.

The person at the table handed Jak a quill pen and paper "You want to sign up for the tournament?"

Jak nodded as he sighed and he nodded and placed "Jak" on the paper.

After that was done, Jak took the time to cross his arms and look somewhat a little more menacing.