Arthur was 3 months into the aftermath of espousing to Guinevere, his now newly-wed wife. Everyone in town gathered and grouped at near the Magic of the Round table, only Europe's strongest Knight's were able to place their mighty butt's on the seats.

Arthur moved to the field, implementing a speech. "Men and Women! We are all here to witness the best knight's of Europe! Only the strongest Englishman-cadet can fight off all of these random's! Who would like to be the strongest?" He shouted into the direction of the crowd, one man raised his arm, Gawain. Gawain managed to knock over multiple newcomers easily like sending them straight to the market, filling them with utter embarassment.

"Is Gawain the Strongest Knight of England?" Arthur shouted. Meanwhile, you were skirting around with your horse, overhearing the speech. You then shouted in the midst of silence. "No, I am." You said with pure nonchalantness, the populace, every Tom, Dick and Harry stared at you, some gasped at your remark, other's goofed it off. "Well, why don't we let him try?" King Arthur exclaimed at everyone's misdemeanour.

As Gawain got prepared on his gear, saddling on top of his horse. He gazed at you, mumbling. "I'm not sure If you'd be able to fight me off." He told you, with laugh like a drain, giving a mock, nicker and guffaw.