Aslo - Raven's Inn
Initially shocked by the sight of a militia member throwing themself in front of the spear meant for James, Aslo nodded, understanding just what was about to happen. The options presented were to enter the fair, or forfeit all the lives at stake. Aslo was not accustomed to being put in a situation like this, and he did not enjoy the path he was about to be put on. However he put on that same smiling face he had been wearing since first joining the group, and continued forward.
He placed a hand upon the warrior monk's shoulder "Of course you are correct, life is never a game. However in the case of an illusionist the truth is whatever he wills it." It annoyed him to give such credit to a coward like James, but in a case like this it wouldn't do to antagonize him any further. "I suggest we enter this carnival, and see if we might best him in this game of his."
He began to approach the entrance of the inn, holding his hands close to his weapons and ready for any tricks that he might accidentally spring. Before long he was squared to the entrance of the inn and he looked at James. "I for one will accept your ticket of admission, meet your so-called Guardian and enter the inn."
Aslo bowed slightly to thabk James for permission and entered inside, from there he saw a road made out of stone and brick, twisting and curving its way up to a tower about half a kilometre away. Inside the tower, on the top floor visible through a window, he could see the chest... Circling the tower, he could see the guardian. A giant sabre tooth cat, almost twice his size, which could easily outpace even the centaur. It growled, but didn't attack. It was likely there to deter people, not to actually attack unless they approached. James' voice rings throughout the area: "I met one of these on my journies! I call her Freya. Kill her, and everyone dies, because I tied their lives to that of the cat!"
Well he most certainly has seen some interesting things Aslo thought to himself. He liked this challenge more. Without the option of killing the beast there were still several ways to go about it, however without the rest of his group he didn't want to commit. Instead he kept his eyes on the beast, making sure it didn't get any closer, and he would wait for the rest of the group.