As the day of the sword tournament approached. Findara began to flood with guests from various kingdoms. The numbers of warriors from each kingdom and those who came to watch them was beyond imagination.
All the streets were filled with passing carriages, from the shinny and extravagant ones to the old and overly used ones. The commoners of Findara all gathered at the sides of the streets welcoming the arriving guests, amongst the guests was Cornell, and his son Kane who were coming from Zari.
Cornell sat proudly atop a black horse with Kane on a brown horse. Kane was a tall bulky young man, his face was stern with no emotions, donned in a shiny steel armour he rode his horse with a proud gait along side his father.
"Make way for Lord's arrival!!!"
