Pierre:
"Now, allow me to introduce the brave knights who are competing for these wonderfull prizes as they ride onto the field!
First, here we have King Phillip's very own knights! Sir Stephen and Sir Roderick! Both these dashing knights are here to defend their king's honour!"
This certainly was quite a large tournament, Roderick felt a bit nervous. So many people there, and he knew sir Stephen is good at jousting. He figured that at least the king's honour would be safe because of that, but still he hoped to be the one to impress King Phillip more. But he also hoped to impress the lovely lady Elena.
Pierre:
"Following them, here are the Blacktower knights Sir Jory and Sir Frederick! don't their horses and flags look marvelous? I helped with the designs myself!"
Frederick enjoyed the praise of the people around him, but grumbled a bit about sir Jory being allowed to ride onto the field first. He'd surely show him who is the better blacktower knight!
Soon his attention was drawn to a friend he spotted in the crowd, it was Charles! Some time ago they fought together to protect the castle.
Charles smiled and waved at him:
"Good Luck Frederick! you're going to need it for sure!" Frederick smirked.
"I'm sure I'll do just fine! why aren't you competing by the way?" 
Charles:
"Are you kidding me?! I'd stand no chance! the best jousting champions from the continent are here! they all are eager to see how they measure up to Sir Cedric! Many of them have won at least three tournaments!
No, I am just here to cheer for the grandmaster of my order! but I'll cheer for you, Roderick and Henry too of course!"Next to Charles stood a crusader from distant lands, while a stranger here he's known back home as Sir Pynedor, a brave and chivalrous knight with his own castle and many teutonic knights under his command. Charles invited him here to watch the grand tournament together, and ask for advice on how to expand the crusader forces here.
Frederick had moved on while considering Charles his words. He never really considered to check the lists to see who else was competing.
In the meanwhile, the competitors keep entering the field, and Pierre keeps announcing them: "
Here comes sir Henry the swan knight, younger brother of Cedric! Will he be just as dazzling as his brother in the tournament? Today we will find out and see!" 
Henry felt a bit pressured, he hoped to do his best at the tournament but wished to be judged by his own merit instead of getting compared to his brother the living legend.
He was happy to have his horse Hector with him though, even while he refuses to wear barding. A stubborn horse, but very loyal. Hector doesnt allow anyone else but Henry to ride on his back.
Pierre:
"And here we have the three brave Lion knights of Prince Edward! Brave as lions no doubt, ready to defend the honour of their great prince!
Sir John, Sir William and Sir Elric!"
While not very well known and not really any noticable names in tournaments, the Lion knights seemed to have a good chance since they appear to be the only faction represented by three knights.
