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Post by Lord Rykker on Dec 22, 2012 15:45:53 GMT -5
Uhtred ignores the hand and remains prone. "A good tussle indeed, though my aim was a wee bit off. Used to a moving deck under me."
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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on Dec 22, 2012 16:33:04 GMT -5
Percy picked himself up. He had a right headache. He grinned at the Prince being announced winner. He had fallen, but only to the champion. He walked over to where Tyrell lay sprawled in the dirt and offered him a hand. "Well done, my lord, well done." Once again he had outlasted the Rose Lord, but he would not gloat. Rycherd took the hand and hauled himself up. Despite some bruises he was unhurt. He grinned. "Ah Ser Percivale. You fought well. No doubt we shall hear in the coming days that the only reason you lost this day was that you fought the Prince and myself at the same time." He looked over to where the Prince was. "Now if you'll excuse me I must congratulate our winner." He walked over to where the Prince was.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Dec 22, 2012 16:47:15 GMT -5
Benjen looked over at Rycherd. "Lord, Tyrell; well fought. Seems the day belongs to house Stark however." He chuckled.
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Post by Arania Stark on Dec 22, 2012 16:50:49 GMT -5
"I thought it was clever that you yielded to the Prince, and not to me, a simple knight," called Percy after the Lord. He shook his head, thinking only about stripping off his armor and getting a few drinks in his belly. Perhaps a lady or two would consent to be enthralled by his almost-victory. That was how he would tell it, after all, to the ladies. He chuckled a bit to himself.
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Post by Ser Titus Grafton on Dec 22, 2012 17:02:52 GMT -5
Titus sees the Crowl as he makes his own way over to congratulate the Prince. "Good fight, Crowl, and nobody died for a change," he smiled, wiping sweat from his brow. "I suppose I should thank you for knocking me in the head so Benjen didn't have to," he chuckled.
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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on Dec 22, 2012 17:06:53 GMT -5
Benjen looked over at Rycherd. "Lord, Tyrell; well fought. Seems the day belongs to house Stark however." He chuckled. "And well done." replied Rycherd with a smile. "Will you be competing in the joust? I should like the opportunitiy to try my mettle against you again."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Dec 22, 2012 17:12:32 GMT -5
Benjen laughed. "Northmen do not joust, at least very few of us," He informed Tyrell. "By the way, who was that chap that fought with us? He showed promise."
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Post by Karyl Crowl on Dec 22, 2012 17:15:08 GMT -5
Titus sees the Crowl as he makes his own way over to congratulate the Prince. "Good fight, Crowl, and nobody died for a change," he smiled, wiping sweat from his brow. "I suppose I should thank you for knocking me in the head so Benjen didn't have to," he chuckled. "No worries Ser Titus, I had only hoped that someone would have been able to take him out so that I did not face him." He says watching the man and patting him on the shoulder.
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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on Dec 22, 2012 17:23:22 GMT -5
Benjen laughed. "Northmen do not joust, at least very few of us," He informed Tyrell. "By the way, who was that chap that fought with us? He showed promise." Rycherd laughed. "Ser Percivale Oakheart. Seventh son I believe of Lord Oakheart. Or something like that. Somewhat boastful I find. No doubt he will have it put about that he lost today, only because of the combined efforts of Stark and Tyrell." He clapped the Prince on the shoulder. "Now Prince Benjen. You bested me today and because of that I owe you a drink. Would you care to share a flagon of my best Arbor wine?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 22, 2012 17:29:14 GMT -5
He stood up and shook the dirt off of himself. He chuckled. "Nothing wakes a man more than fighting."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Dec 22, 2012 17:46:23 GMT -5
"Might have a talk with the boy, see what he's like," Benjen said, pulling off his gloves. "And I would love to share a drink, once I get peeled out of this armour and scrub down. Few things beat a hot bath after a fight."
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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on Dec 22, 2012 17:58:47 GMT -5
"Then I shall see you at my pavilion at your convenience." replied Rycherd with a grin. "Once again, well fought."
Beckoning to his squires, he moved off to his pavilion to begin his preparations for the joust.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 22, 2012 18:03:39 GMT -5
Lord Brax entered and poured himself a glass of water. "Well fought my lord."
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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on Dec 22, 2012 18:17:39 GMT -5
"Rycherd inclined his head in acknowledgement. "Thank you Julius. Bad luck for you. If the Stark prince hadn't engaged me so swiftly, I would have tried to assist you. Us Goldlanders must stick together."
He saw Brax sipping his water and raised an eyebrow. "Water, my lord?" He indicated a flagon of wine and smiled. "Feel free."
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Post by Kurts on Dec 22, 2012 19:33:27 GMT -5
Raven smiles at Uhtred onthe ground near her. "We should do that again"., she smiled. "It was not bad. The young Prince did very well." She takes Malix's hand, standing up from the ground, her smile now more warming. "Thank you, I have never seen a pitfighter before." Her cheeks slightly redden,"You too are a force to reckon with." "And I had mever foughy a knighy. You Westerosi fight like the crabs of Slaver's Bay, slow and ponderous but safe in the comforts of your shells." he remarked, smiling that this defeat would not end with a beating or death as it once had.
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