Hadryn had signed up to the tournament just in time for it to be accepted. He had neglected to sign up for the jousting, it wasn't his type of sport. He preferred the fluidity and skill of fighting on the ground with a sword rather than on a horse and with a lance. He made his way onto the seating area to watch the joust, he'd have to wait for the melee to start before he could actually shed some blood. He'd at least get to see some of the competition a bit earlier on and see what he'd have to deal with. He had considered participating in the archery, but he expected that the archers participating could spit better than he could fire an arrow.