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Post by Robyn Stark on Feb 5, 2016 18:06:52 GMT -5
"I already have a favour from the Iron Emperor, what else could I want more in the world?" She replied, returning and taking position again.
She looked at Harwyn, "Is that so when I win you can say you let me?" She taunted, but it was susprisingly good natured, seemed even she was not completely immune to flattery.
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Post by Marlow on Feb 5, 2016 18:07:51 GMT -5
Harwyn merely grins in response, bringing his axe up as the battle starts.
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Post by Kurts on Feb 5, 2016 18:16:27 GMT -5
Round 1:
Harwyn: 167
Robyn: 112 (KO)
A chivalrous man likely would have taken it easy on the already exhausted Northern princess. He would have perhaps let her get a few swings in before winning to allow her to save face, or if he were trying to win her favor perhaps allow her the victory.
Hawyn was not a chivalrous man. He rushed forward, swatted Robyn's training sword away, and hit her full in the face with his wooden axe. The blow split her brow and would leave a nasty welt, sending her onto her back with an unceremonious thud that silenced her cheering Northern onlookers.
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Post by Marlow on Feb 5, 2016 18:18:29 GMT -5
Harwyn kneels down after the battle, offering his hand to help her up. "No, it was not so I can say I let you win, Princess."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Feb 5, 2016 18:22:15 GMT -5
Robyn considered for a minute swatting the hand away, but she decided to try and be as gracious in defeat as we was victory and took the hand, pulling against it to haul herself up, rubbing her head. "Either you look really great right now, or your king looks all the more foolish." she grinned at Killion as she spoke and shook her head to bring herself back to proper thinking after the daze of the blow.
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Post by Kurts on Feb 5, 2016 18:26:53 GMT -5
Killion had the good sense not to laugh at the result, but had certainly drawn blood biting his lip to prevent himself from doing so.
"Or I had simply exhausted you so thoroughly that you lacked the energy to perform adequately for the next man." he quipped, as always preferring heavy use of double entendres when speaking with Robyn. "I must admit I thought you'd have more stamina, but I can have that effect on women."
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Post by Marlow on Feb 5, 2016 18:31:24 GMT -5
"It may be that she simply wasn't expecting what a real man can do, having dealt with you for so long." Harwyn grins at his king, tossing the practice axe away and retrieving his own gear.
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Post by Kurts on Feb 5, 2016 18:37:27 GMT -5
"I am suddenly reminded why I typically keep a continent between us, Goodbrother." he replied in good humor, slapping Harwyn on the back, find that a jest about sloppy seconds was low hanging fruit even for him. "Care for a go? As you said, I believe I am owed a rematch and we might as well come full circle."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Feb 5, 2016 18:41:02 GMT -5
"With a nice long break in between" she commented, moving out of the area to watch, "Not as long as I would have lived, but longer than mine."
She stood with the northern men, who were all concentrating on her victory than her more recent defeat, probably happy their lady was no longer in such a fowl mood and beating them up.
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Post by Marlow on Feb 5, 2016 18:43:07 GMT -5
Harwyn retrieves his training axe once more. "Good, get your fill of getting beaten up before we attack."
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Post by Kurts on Feb 5, 2016 18:56:25 GMT -5
Round 1:
Killion: 20 (-10, -0 after riposte damage reduction)
Harwyn: 47 (-10 from riposte)
Round 2:
Killion: 76 (+5 next round)
Harwyn (-10) : 69
Round 3:
Killion: 85
Harwyn (-10): 14 (KO)
After a quick exchange of blows, Killion slams the pommel of one of his wooden swords into Harwyn's face before sweeping his legs out from under him with the other.
"Seems I've already had it." he grinned, holding the wooden sword to Harwyn's throat before throwing it aside and offering his hand.
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Post by Marlow on Feb 5, 2016 19:07:40 GMT -5
Harwyn grins at Killion, pulling himself up using his hand and brushing the dirt off. "Guess you've got the crown for a reason. Even if you can't handle a woman."
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Post by Kurts on Feb 5, 2016 19:18:43 GMT -5
"Prefer carrying them off to cutting them down." he quipped, turning to Robyn. "Think a drink is in order now that we've all got the bruises to warrant them."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Feb 5, 2016 19:35:18 GMT -5
"Seems fairly even, one win and one loss each." Robyn pointed out, passing the training sword back to one of the attendants. Some of the northern men started moving off, but a few stayed, a couple of grey faced, serious looking men who moved to flank their lady, one the Whisper from the day before. "I suppose I can let you buy me a drink to celebrate my great victory. Drink might be better for bruised egos more than bodies..." herself included.
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Post by Kurts on Feb 5, 2016 22:40:11 GMT -5
"If a free drink is your favor, I would say I got off easy." Killion remarked, his three Reapers falling in around him. "To the best watering hole in the city!"
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