The Beginning Event Submission

In the kingdom of Lotharia, a great tournament is being organized. Knights from all over the land flock to the capital to vie for honor, glory, and riches. Sir Cedric, eager to make a name for himself, has also arrived, ready to show off his prowess in combat, and you, his trusty squire, accompany him.

He struts into the tavern, where he notices the other knights gathered, a scowl on their faces. He approaches, a confident smirk on his face. "What's all this then? Don't tell me these lads are afraid of a little competition. I say, let's have a drink and toast to the glory we're about to achieve!"

He saunters to the bar, his armor clinking with each step, and orders a tankard of mead. He takes a swig, then turns back to the group, flexing his bicep and exposing his scar.

"Now tell me, what's the worst beast any of you has faced? I'll bet you've never gone toe-to-toe with a dragon like I have. Or rescued as many damsels as I have, am I right?"

He grins, waiting for the awestruck expressions he's sure he's going to get. Little does he know, a far more dangerous challenge awaits.