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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 7, 2012 14:30:50 GMT -5
A designated training area outside Mason Keep, where the visiting warriors are invited to practice their skills.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 7, 2012 14:31:10 GMT -5
Erik Pyke strolled onto the training yard with his axe in hand.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 7, 2012 14:33:17 GMT -5
Ser Godfrey seems to be taking his time tearing training dummies to bit. He is a master with his Poleaxe using the Hammer, axe and the pike end. He end up ramming the dummy up in the air and tossing it aside like a piece of loose meat. Under his visor he glares at the northerners that are around him, trying his best to keep his anger down.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 7, 2012 14:37:49 GMT -5
Erik went over to the next dummy but before he started he looked at Godfrey.
"You look like you've had a bad day, ser," he remarked.
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Post by Lyonel on Oct 7, 2012 14:37:52 GMT -5
Ivan had been clean for two days, he needed to feel the wight of his sword again, so the best he could do for now was to train in the yard and wait for the meelee.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 7, 2012 14:43:45 GMT -5
He turns planting the butt of the poleaxe in the ground. Looking at the man though his visor. "In fact it has been a rather pleasant day. What is it to you?" His voice deep and raspy.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 7, 2012 14:53:02 GMT -5
"Nothing," Erik replied. "But you looked like you needed to thrash the life out of something just now. That's what I do, when I'm having a bad day."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 7, 2012 14:56:55 GMT -5
He cracks his neck. "That is normal, I happen to do that often when i prepare for the Grand Tourney." He says. "And Who might you be anyway?"
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 7, 2012 15:02:30 GMT -5
"Ser Erik," he said. "I too am here for the tourney."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 7, 2012 15:11:24 GMT -5
He turns and kicks the dummy away he had ripped. "Are you good with a sword?" He says putting up another dummy.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 7, 2012 15:17:24 GMT -5
"Not really. I'm an axe man,"Erik revealed. "Maybe try him."
He indicated the man a short distance away.
"Hey, you, any good with a blade?"
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Post by Lyonel on Oct 7, 2012 15:21:44 GMT -5
Ivan stopped beating the dummy and turned around to see the lad calling him. "Enough to kill half of these cocksuckers around here..." he approached, near the young man stood a goldlander, it seemed. Both were tall yet he loomed over them.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 7, 2012 15:24:35 GMT -5
"Ah, there you go," Erik said to Godfrey. "Mayhaps you've found your swordsman."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 7, 2012 15:27:04 GMT -5
The Dog simply looked down at the men, the giant creature kept his visor down while he stare on the man, neither of them seemed to be of the north, that was a start. "Most of these people are small boys waving sticks, no challenge at all."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 7, 2012 15:29:51 GMT -5
"You think highly of yourself," Erik told him. "But you never know what a man's skill is unless you try."
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