Durmstrang. The very mention of the school by Graydon left Alistair with a look of apprehension. Despite never stepping foot into the academy, the werewolf was all too aware of what it was like, with its penchant for things of a darker nature. Particularly given how many of his siblings had attended, and how they'd turned out. They'd become completely different people, though how much of that was the school and how much of it was his parent's prejudiced influences, he couldn't say. At least in Graydon's case, he seemed happier to be away. Hogwarts
was more inviting. Anywhere else was.
'Stair wiped the expression off of his face as quickly as it had come, knowing all too well what it was like to have people give him odd looks for one reason or another. It came with the territory. Graydon didn't seem like any of the other Durmstrang students Alistair had known, yet he couldn't help but to keep some reservations about the fact, not until he knew him for longer than two minutes, at least. It was better to be safe than sorry. One thing was for certain, and that was that Alistair
did want to get to know this guy better. New faces were refreshing, and the whole Hufflepuff aspect was a bonus. It felt as if they were the only types of people he could find comfort in being around.
With any luck, Graydon perhaps didn't have the time to take note of Alistair's reaction, as yet another student joined them asking to sign up. Graydon's title left him with a stupid grin on his face.
"That's right. I'm the boss-man." Alistair reaffirmed, sliding the sign-up sheet on over toward the newcomer.
"Second years and above are welcome. Will you be participating in this year's Duelling Tournament?" The Slytherin inquired, since it was typically one of the major reasons the inexperienced first years weren't quite allowed in their ranks. He shot a glance toward the older Hufflepuff, extending the question to just about everyone gathered and wondering exactly how much competition he might find himself against this year.
Any doubt that the SDA booth would be lacking in attention was dashed with the arrival of two more young students looking to sign up, and Alistair was more than happy to have them on board.
"Just put your name down here whenever the last person is done. There's plenty of space. I look forward to seeing you all at our first meeting." He stated with a gesture towards the sheet of parchment, as well as the handful of pens and quills he had on standby. There was more than enough to go around, and he was looking forward to seeing how many names filled the spaces by the end of the fair.
@Graydon Manick @Aonghas Fergusson @Nell Wright