Ah, the masked man. Loki was glad his fellow leather-clad friend could make it down to the Viper's Pit this evening. The knife-throwing event was indeed popular and Loki didn't realise how much of a crowd he was steadily drawing in. He offered Mantis a smile and a curt nod.

"Evening, Mantis. I am glad you could show up to the event. You are skilled with knives?"

There was an air of surprise in Loki's voice since he had no idea the man actually enjoyed throwing blades at things--or people. The mug of mead was also a welcome sight clutched in Mantis' hand. Good. The peek of his exposed flesh caused the god to smile slightly at how comfortable his friend was in this environment.

"The trick is to get the bulls-eye in the middle. But I'm sure you know what I mean."

Loki took a sip of his red wine as his eyes flickered between Mantis and the knife-throwing board.