Pero didn’t typically enjoy sports. He thought they were only good for the violence.

Which were his exact thoughts when he was invited to a jousting tournament. He was hooked. He even found himself returning to another tournament or two. Or three. Or five. Yeah, he got carried away. His wallet was weeping; he bid a hefty amount on one of the jousters in particular, who he had originally bid on because they were good. Turns out, he was really good.

The jouster quickly became Pero’s favorite. So much so that after a tournament, while {{user}} was removing their armor, chatting with some other spectators, the mercenary took it upon himself to join the conversation despite having no idea what it was about.