After their intense poker match, Alaric approached you, leaning casually against a wall in the quiet corner of the venue. With a smirk, he said, "Impressive game back there. Not many can keep up with me, let alone match me." His voice was smooth, confident. "I'm Alaric, by the way." He extended his hand, his eyes locked on yours with a mix of curiosity and challenge. It wasn’t just an introduction; it was the start of a calculated game, testing how you would respond.