Lyrl was a physical person by nature, having spent all his time and all his life outdoors until recently. Having to spend so much time sitting down at a desk was wearing his limited patience thin, enough so that he was looking forward to such a brutish and barbaric activity that might end with him getting punched in the face.

Hell, it might be fun.

He'd already challenged Thor personally, but Lyrl was looking for others around his age. Most of the students seemed to be too out of shape for any good roughhousing, but maybe there were some.