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Post by The Stranger on Aug 17, 2012 15:09:48 GMT -5
"I hope it's sharp then," He grunted as he climbed.
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Post by Marie on Aug 17, 2012 15:13:17 GMT -5
"Of course it is."
Mariya tried to see what the archers were doing as she too climbed.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 17, 2012 15:43:10 GMT -5
Lord Stark did not know William, and placed his boot right in the boys face. He turned his horse and rode down the road moving with the king tucked over his saddle.
Finn and Maria could see that the archers were spread out only one per roof. Half on the other side of the main thouroughfare. They are behind one archer who is still firing down into the street below. The others appear to have fled.
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Post by Marie on Aug 17, 2012 15:49:01 GMT -5
Mariya climbed onwards, waiting for an appropriate time to take out her table dagger, but she needed to be on the flat of the roof first.
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Post by William Mallister on Aug 17, 2012 15:52:12 GMT -5
William flies back and hits the ground hard, the kick had kicked in his his spectacles making him have large gashes on his face and his cheek is cut open with blood dripping from his face. He coughs and stands staggering the loss of his glasses have impaired his vision and works his way over to the wall slowly where he left Nym. His face bleeding slightly everywhere he falls back on the ground looking to see if Nym had stopped bleeding.
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Aug 17, 2012 15:54:02 GMT -5
Nym had woken up with a splitting headache and had forgotten about her hand, she whimpered in pain when she moved it and soon remembered though.
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Post by William Mallister on Aug 17, 2012 15:57:33 GMT -5
Williams mouth full of blood he moves a tired hand over to stop her from moving. He does what he can to keep nym behind the wall however what little strength he has was gone.
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Aug 17, 2012 15:59:04 GMT -5
Nym moved her good hand to take his and gave a very weak squeeze.
"Where am I?" she asked confused.
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Post by William Mallister on Aug 17, 2012 16:03:20 GMT -5
He shakes his head and pulls her closer to him, trying to keep her head low, he turns his head and coughs blood spewing onto the ground he looks to her. He is able to say one word to her. "Down."
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Post by Ser Leyton Hightower on Aug 17, 2012 16:05:43 GMT -5
Aaryn hid under the cover Gregor had found. He watched as more and more people fell to the arrows of the archers. He looked on in shock as little Mallister created some sort of diversion and ran toward the king only to receive a foot to his face.
"What did he expect..." Aaryn wondered to himself, but the Mallister boy's bravery guilted him into action. If a frail thirteen year old could help, then so could he. Seeing that no one had made a move to help the baby that had been dropped he ran toward it, hoping that no one had stepped on it.
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Aug 17, 2012 16:08:59 GMT -5
Nym didn't fight him at all.
"William, what's happening?" she asked
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Post by William Mallister on Aug 17, 2012 16:20:29 GMT -5
"Attack" he managed to say to her. he reaches out and picks out large pieces of glass from around his eyes and whats left of his spectacles.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 17, 2012 16:36:58 GMT -5
Finn gestured for Mariya to spread out to his left, and then snuck as close as he dared to the man and tried to slit his throat.
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Post by Marie on Aug 17, 2012 16:42:41 GMT -5
Mariya went left and took out her dagger. slowly and carefully, looking out for danger.
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Post by Gregor Corbray on Aug 17, 2012 16:52:32 GMT -5
Gregor was about to respond to Aaryn when he saw him run into the street. He quickly followed Aaryn into the chaos. As Aaryn goes to the babes aid Gregor checks the trampled woman to see if she still lives.
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