March Coronet '13

Reading the names of the previous holders of the Shield of Chivalry.

Bitter winds in the Northeast of the Summits; Corvaria, in Madras (north of Bend, OR). I largely wasn't paying attention to the tournament on account of the windchill.
I used a L38"xW1.25" sword and my aluminum shield, which was bought at L36"xW20", but has since been cut down to L30" to fit more to An Tir's ridiculous shield conventions.
I'm a particular person, and I had forgotten my gloves back at the hotel. Which means my demi's didn't fight properly, and my grip was questionable. Robert Engleson offered up "last season's" gloves, which I used, but they only alleviated the former issue, and not the latter.

For the first round, I received the bye fight of the 23 fighters, and fought Visc. Sir Gabriel Luveday. The fight went as well as my previous pick-ups last coronet went. Eventually my defense broke under combinations.
Second round was against Torsten, which I sunk a shot right under his shield and into his grill.

Fourth round against Robert Engleson.

Third round was against Keith, which contained a bit of ranging, a few exchanges. And ultimately I took a wrap to the head. Taran commented that the shot I took looked light. And perhaps on contemplation it may have.
Fourth round, Robert Engleson. I forget the particular killing blow (Perhaps a testament to the mind-numbing chill?), and with two losses, I was out.

Two coronets, less than a dozen tournaments in eighteen months of fighting, and once again, four rounds. I need to remind myself that is relatively decent.
What this coronet tells me is never go to an outdoor event in Corvaria (tongue in cheek), but mostly that I need to spend more time in armor, to focus and be active, and do less pondering and dreaming. And for fuck's sake, get a damn pell, because I find that my offensive capabilities are the most lacking of all my proficiencies.