Before they event headed into sparring, the lion was interested in hosting something delved into the known powers within the Coalition of the Condemned and their enemies. Everything he knew was from experience or documented in the books that laid before him as he sat in the Oroborus Pub. His multicolored body was spread across the bar top. Head high and looking out at the tables and chairs before him, he let out a sigh. It was about time. With one paw on a book, Romulus pressed himself up into a sitting position.

A tail swayed patiently behind the bar. "Class is beginning in a few minutes, I suggest taking a seat," came his suggestion. The Kingpin assumed the rest would prefer the other events within the Summer Solstice that involved brute force, indulging in research and strategy was his favorite. He hoped to at least some bright faces.