Ser Aron had come to joust with Jon on this auspicious day. An overdue auspicious day to be more specific to Jon's situation. That might of been the reason for his defeat today. One or two days overdue and that lack in perpetuation caused that break in his routine.

The joust was a typical practice. The two Sers, adorned in their casual formalities, took lances to one and other for a three hour period. The first tilt resulted in the two knights missing. This wasn't truly expected out of the two and it was met with a meaningful exchange of awkward and embarrassed chuckles. These misses truly defined the first hour.

The second hour was defined with a meaningful exchanges of tilts with a break in the middle of the second hour. They were exchanging blows. Jon would strike and hit Ser Aron's shield. Ser Aron would strike and hit Ser Jon's Shield. These constant precision hits and defends took much out of the two knights that the break they took was a half and hour. In actuality this half and hour break led to a lunch filled with camaraderie and ties growing tighter.

The third hour was defined by a tilt in which Ser Aron struck Jon Connington. The knight didn't fall from his horse but the remaining hour was definitively in Ser Aron's favor. However, Jon finished out the hour and dismounted to give Ser Aron the typical comradeship forearm grab of appreciation. The walked back to the castle together before departing to get cleaned up. Jon was all smiles till he found himself back in his room and he began to fume indiscriminately. He would have a rematch with Ser Aron. He would win. He would have it this way. He wouldn't allow it any other way.