Jezin nodded along as Thomas described the rules of the tournament. He quietly hoped he wouldn't end up killing anyone. Even if it were within the confines of the rules, he imagined a foreigner who killed a man in a tournament would be looked down upon. "Sounds fair enough, I suppose." For a moment Jezin thought over how the tournament could go. As of now, he knew of two other combatants: Thomas and Redwyne Cole. Jezin glanced around the fairgrounds. "So, you know this Redwyne Cole fellow, right? WHat kind of man is he?" Jezin was still curious about the king's champion. 

Sophia smiled as Gareth introduced both himself and the man across the table. "A pleasure to meet you Gareth, and you too, Karl." She looked between the two men, still eating the orange. "So you two are from nearby, I take it?" Sophia maintained her smile, quite enjoying herself so far. The two of them seemed to be talking about the tournament. It appeared nearly everyone would be involved. As she listened to the two men go back and forth about the tournament, she noticed another man take a seat nearby. He was tall and bearded, and seemed a bit older. Karl introduced himself first.