The Night Before

"What do you mean he's here?" A female voice was screaming at a person in commoner clothes.

Though the person appeared to be a simple commoner, like one would see wandering the streets of any generic town or village, they were one of an army of spies employed by the nation known as the Wisteria Concord.

"My Lady, it is as I said. There was an incident in the markets this morning and someone fought off one of those strange fanatics. They claimed to be 'Titan from Eroa' and then left the scene before being questioned by the guards."

"Urgh…" Lady Voltara al Famyn grumbled. She looked through her pile of documents and pulled out a letter she had received regarding the participants in the tournament.

The day she received it, she tossed it aside as she had many more important matters. However, she opened it up now and saw on the list of names 'Titan, representative from Eroa' written in plain font.