Trying to suppress a big yawn, Mordred made his way out to the pathways, in the hopes of shaking away his laziness and boredom. He was sure enough that he is spending way too much time in the RoR because by the looks of it, he missed out on a lot again. “I missed the first dueling match.” He thought bitterly as he walked further down the pathways—not sure where to go. He stopped dead on his tracks, looked around and decided to sit on the railing. He produced a white paper bag out of his pocket and started to eat red jelly worms.