As the two had broken off their squabbling Cassimir returned back to his supplies and began donning his armor. He would soon be on horseback and then he could vent some of his frustration at an opponent. He thought about the idea of beating one of those selfish petty nobles around the helmet for awhile and it delighted him.

He finished with his armor, and he finally saddled up. He was ready, but he supposed it would not be his turn for some time. Nonetheless he trotted off to watch the others compete. This would be exciting no matter how it ended.