Nimshi Ophni
Nimshi listened to what Maxus had to say, crossing his arms over once rejoining the group and standing beside them. Redirecting his stare briefly the boy noticed the posters plastered across the town, tilting his head just a little as he glanced over the information scribbed onto them. So there was a competiton? It did intrigue him, especially as it seemed like a solution to their problems - so it made logical sense. And the healer always did sway more towards that.
Maxus didn't seem keen on the idea however, Nimshi could understand his concern but the boy knew the competition seemed like a worthy opportunity to take on. Plus, if they were successful it gained their guild some fame into the bargain. It could work. Nimshi pondered over it for a few minutes longer, but even still his mind seemed perfectly made up - but was he right? Snapping back into reality, he noticed Maxus walking off and took a step in his direction, before halting promptly.
”By the looks of it we need the money - so can we really turn this competition down?” He asked with a sigh as he dropped his arms and looked around momenteraily eyeing up the posters once more as he mentaly debated his words more carefully. ”I mean, we could... win it?” Was he being too confident in his guild? Could they be victorious? He was making his decision way too quickly for his own personal liking, however, Nimshi couldn't help but overthink things a little. A moment later he turned to the girls to hear their thoughts.
”What do you two think? Do you agree?” Taking a breath and hushing himself, the boy fell silent and relaxed his shoulders. He was not the leader, not any sort of fighter of the group. His job was to keep everyone alive and safe - was he up to such a competion? Truly? Who knows. But even still, how would he progress as a healer if he didn't challenge himself? Maybe this competition was what he needed - what they all needed. ”I say we go for it, that is my decision.”