Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-6006054-20150304025325/@comment-12599067-20150308023345

Ma'Jharo gave his opponent a quick once-over, then removed his scimitar from it's spot on his shoulder, leaving it's tip resting upon the ground although it could be brought to ready position at a moment's notice.

It didn't take him long to get a good sense for who this fellow was. He was obviously a swordsman, based on his attire and choice in weaponry. Judging on how ornate his armor was, he was probably a noble or at least very wealthy-- and he was probably well-trained, too. It occured to Ma'Jharo that this man could be a mage, but he'd yet to see anything that said "wizard" to him, so he decided to opt against using the bullrushing kind of strategy he would normally use against a mage and stayed put, instead decided to put the man through some verbal abuse before attacking.

"Come on now, who was it that set up this match? If Ma'Jharo was interested in the easy money, he would have stayed at the card tables," Ma'Jharo taunted him, adopting a smile that was somewhere between slightly amused and downright wolfish.