As Vuldur left the tent he noticed the students eyeing one of their fellows, many abandoning their journey to the tent when they saw him. He could be some sort of rising star, didn't look like the sort to be feared for any other reason except his magical skills. Vuldur dismissed the whelp like he had the others, he may be celebrated here but he wouldn't last a second out in the north against the frost and the wolves.
Vuldur hesitated in confusion for a moment as the girl bumped into him,on one hand it would be easier to ignore her, he had no idea who she was talking about but decided be somewhat polite. They weren't enemies yet,assuming she was even signing up for the tournament that is. Perhaps this 'Varjan' is entering and she is supporting him? He shrugged to himself, that was not his business.
"I don't know who you're on about. Give me a description and I might be able to point him out but otherwise, can't help." he said and visibly shrugged this time.