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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 23, 2015 14:33:14 GMT -5
The crowds gather to watch the fighters square off against each other. The fighting yard is large and four fights can be held simultaneously, so everyone has a good view of at least one. Virtually anybody of any importance attends to watch the final sixteen. The smallfolk grumbled at the lack of some of their favorites participating, but the field of thirty two is quickly winnowed to sixteen, where everyone left has a name for him or herself.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 23, 2015 14:34:14 GMT -5
Aaron Baratheon is the most notable name, of course, being the only king fighting, and he offers a steel fisted salute to Lord Orson, admiring the elderly man for trying his might in such a tourney. "Gods with you, Lord Banefort," he says in his booming yet pleasant voice.
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Post by Lyonel on Jul 23, 2015 14:45:44 GMT -5
Lord Banefort extended his arms and muttered something in an unintelligible tongue.
Nathrod, hai 'ai 'bthnk s'uhnnyth hupadgh.
"May He bless you too, King Aaron." He said in his deep baritone voice after finishing his prayer.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 23, 2015 14:53:03 GMT -5
He nods and the fight begins! Separately, Robyn Stark is facing Raven Snow, and we know who Nicholas is rooting for in that matchup...Benjen Stark is facing the raider Harwyn Goodbrother, and Lyonel Vikary is throwing down with Quentyn Cleftjaw. A true clash of titans in this tournament, and the crowd is eager. The war between the Iron Islands and the West makes it even spicier, and spice means betting, which means violence to protect the mass amounts of gold being tossed about.
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Post by Lyonel on Jul 23, 2015 15:05:05 GMT -5
"Well fought, King Aaron. He looks upon you with great esteem."
Orson rose from the ground, he threw in his mouth some poppy seeds he had in his pocket and left the yard as if nothing had happened.
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Post by Lord Maekar Tyrell on Jul 23, 2015 20:47:00 GMT -5
Maekar stumbled off after his bout with King Aaron and sat on his stool, taking off his helm. Allard helps him remove some of his armor and he kisses Alysanne on the cheek, trying to show he was ok.
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Post by Quentyn Cleftjaw on Jul 23, 2015 21:29:51 GMT -5
Quentyn managed to pick himself up a few minutes after being defeated by King Aaron. He stumbled off the field, looking for a thrall to help with his armor and fetch a drink.
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Post by Raven Umber on Jul 23, 2015 22:47:39 GMT -5
Raven finally is able to congratulate Robyn. "Good job, Stark", she grinned. "I think I may need to change some tactics if we ever tangle again."
"Keep kicking manly ass and I'll actually be impressed", she chuckled and took her seat to watch the rest of the matches.
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Post by Lord Korben of Nightsong on Jul 23, 2015 22:49:24 GMT -5
Korben sat back and watched the fights with eager glee, not feeling much like competing himself right now. His eye is on the Ironborn rather then his fellow goldlanders, watching or at least trying to watch how they fight with silent interest.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jul 24, 2015 1:45:39 GMT -5
Robyn had just been knocked out by King Aaron when Raven catches up with her. "Thanks," she said, somewhat embarrassed at being beaten by being used as a glorified table... And also her own pains. "You fought well too."
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Post by Raven Umber on Jul 24, 2015 8:59:47 GMT -5
Raven nodded,"Well being the only two women tough enough to stand it:, she then smiled,"I think we deserve drinks.." She knew Robyn was in pain when she playfully gave her a smack on the back.
"Come on, I'm buying."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 24, 2015 10:55:54 GMT -5
Quentyn managed to pick himself up a few minutes after being defeated by King Aaron. He stumbled off the field, looking for a thrall to help with his armor and fetch a drink. The quiet reaper known as Menion follows him. "At least you beat the rest of the green girlies," he rasped. "The king is no notmal foe, it seems."
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Post by Quentyn Cleftjaw on Jul 24, 2015 13:11:32 GMT -5
"He's a...fucking demon." Quentyn wheezed, fumbling at some of the straps on his arm. "Help me..with this? Can't keep...fingers steady."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 24, 2015 13:19:46 GMT -5
Menion helps him out of it. "I thought you had him a second," he admitted. "At least you defaced those Goldland fucks."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jul 24, 2015 13:28:38 GMT -5
Raven nodded,"Well being the only two women tough enough to stand it:, she then smiled,"I think we deserve drinks.." She knew Robyn was in pain when she playfully gave her a smack on the back. "Come on, I'm buying." "Loser always does,no?" She asked with a grin, but winced as raven hit her. "I hear you killed my brothers sister?
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