There are tents set up everywhere flying family crest banners, the area is thronged with people wearing rough clothing, knights in half armor, children running around begging pennies for sweetmeats. The smell of roasting meat is rich in the air and the crowd grows louder with each passing hour due to the various vendors selling mead and wine.
Castle courtyard bazaar, Bazaar
knight
child
I usually go to the park to watch my child play. I am a one and only child. I am my parent's favorite child.
Oooohh .. are you a knight? I am indeed. Do you wish to be a knight someday? Oh yes! I want to ride at tournaments and slay dragons and rescue maidens and everything! Well, the first thing you must do is learn to ride a horse. Do you know how to do that? Nooooo. I am only small and horses are really big.  Can I have that sweetmeat, sir? Certainly, if you'll fetch me a bottle of that wine over there. Then maybe I can tell you some stories of my adventures. That would be awesome! Thank you. Let's sit and talk awhile. What is your name? Where do you live? My name is Joe and I live in the village.  My Pa is the baker. A baker, eh? That's an honorable profession. Why would you want to risk your life as a knight? For Glory and for the King and to protect the weak! Good answer! So, what do want to hear about first? Dragons, trolls, wars, far off lands?