Thomas frowned as the duo made their way out of the Palace, and onto the grassy grounds of the courtyard, still making their way to the royal fairgrounds, "I see. In Keilaudrin, the title of 'Sir' is less of title, and more of a small sign of respect for the person, rather than a way to glorify a person." Thomas replied, as he took a final bite out of his apple, leaving only the core. Thomas simply nodded at Jezin's observation that he would be more cut out for the melee than jousting. A fair decision. Jousting took years of practice, and few knights could get by on talent alone, "The general rules of the tournament entail the honorable treatment of any opponent you face, treating him as you would treat yourself. For the melee, it is a yield or death rule. If a person yields, you are bound by law to spare his life, and you win the match. If he refuses to yield, you are allowed to take his life." Thomas explained, as the duo started to enter the fairgrounds proper. As they passed bins, Thomas tossed his apple core into a nearby trash bin, keeping his pace as he did so. Thomas had entered melees several times, and had to yield a few. There was no shame for him, in yielding, but some older knights refuse to yield to another knight, and would rather take death than yield, "Obviously, if the opponent is fatally wounded before he can declare yield, no fault will be placed on the winner." Thomas added, as an afterthought. He had witnessed a few decapitations in the melee before, showing how fast and brutal the melees really were.