[Tancred]

Tanc looks at his hitherto chuckling lance. With exaggeraed slowness, he pans his gaze to take in the sniggering Song Dragon. Ignoring Lyulfe's amused grin, he looks back and forth between the dragon and his lance, thinking...
At the last, he shakes his head free of whatever was in his mind with a mutter of *sidekicks...* and picks up from Skye's introduction.
"I met her during... the troubles I had four years past. Skye is one of... The Bar Folk."
There is a dramatic peal of thunder, ringing out ove the tournament plain and across the city, at those words. Tancred looks up at the sky, and eventually nods his approval.
"Cool."

ooc: Ah, the troubles four years past! Karnas trapped in Tancred's body, and Tancred trapped in the sword, left behind by the Bar in the Plane of Murder... only to reappear years later, back to normal, having wandered four worlds looking for the Bar once more. I daresay - if Joram met Tancred during his wanderings then - that he'd know all about *that* problem.