A man, quietly, in the shadows, leaned against a wall of a sort. As the others bickered and squabbled amonst themselves, he smirked as a few got cocky and challenged heathcliff to a duel, 

[i] pfft, fools..[/i] he thought to himself.

During the last duel, a female, apparently dueling for what seemed like a leader of a guild, who lost the duel beforehand, showed of some very impressive skills. Her tactics seemed flawless, and he took note of how she let the shield hit her to use it to her advantage. After she took a blow, the match was ended in a draw. To him, this was unheard of. He was shocked to see that she was actually that close to beating him. Shortly after the said duel, he brought himself to get off the wall, and speak with this woman.

[color=f7941d]" I'm rather surprised a pretty girl could keep on her toes with a man like heathcliff. I can respect that. Those were some pretty good moves, though. I've never seen anyone get that close."[/color]

As he walked up to this young woman he also took note of her rather attractive appearance, and chuckled to himself.

[color=f7941d]"I'm sure after leveling up a few more times, and honing your skills, you might actually be able to beat him. The name's Kuromi, but you can call me, Rome."[/color]

He extends his arm for a handshake, as he awaits her reply.