The same territory that had - on word of a single incoming duel between Heroes of the continent - lobbied and arranged for a whole giant, tourist attracting arena bigger than any other structure in the city at that point to be built… was apparently one that enjoyed festivities greatly. Especially if they involved their leader, though the monthly foot, horse, and bird races on the plains often did not include her participation, outside of officiating.
An exception there was the one time she allowed the Skydancer that El left with her to take part. It lost to the reigning champion white raven and then never wanted to do it again. Honestly, Qat had been quite concerned because it didn't want to do *anything* for a week. But it bounced back to life right before a very sycophantic old man she knew through the Goltbred heiress had shown up to take a look at it.
