Erthenia

In the alley, Va'on encountered no one but a young woman dressed in black leather clothing. She stood idly, occasionally glancing around. After a few minutes of observation, Va'on saw an unfamiliar man approach her.
- Daros, arena fighter, - the man said, addressing the woman.
- Twenty. - As she said this word, the visitor counted out two dozen silver coins to her. - Daros Legreadal, 39 years old, from an Illiarian village. Strongman (23), very resilient (20x2), handles two-handed weapons well (4), accustomed to heavy armor, has combat experience. Lives in the fighters' guild as a member, once worked as a guard captain in a small town north of here, currently unemployed. Enjoys eating well and taking naps, often spends time at the "Golden Peacock." Has a younger brother, known as Legreadal "Immaculate Lightning." Daros himself plans to participate in the royal tournament that will be held in Covellia... Anything else?
- That's enough. - Having said this, the man left, and Va'on continued to observe discreetly.