[b]Timothy Horn[/b]
Timothy suddenly feels over his head as the tournament announcement proclaim exactly what he'd found himself into. Thirty-two combatants was a lot of people to beat, but he was confident that he would make it pretty far. He really only had to beat five people to win. And it was all about being prepared for those right five people. 

Keroma pulled at his leg and pointed toward a food stand. "Yes, I see it too. I just want to see who I'm up against first."

Timothy moved between and under the taller folks around him to find a vantage point at the board so he could see who he was up against first and second. If he was lucky, he might get to watch his second round competitor before he had to face them.