Melee Grounds

[The Stranger]

Ser Finn watches patiently from the sidelines for the unmasking of the Mystery Knights.

[Ser Leyton Hightower]

While the shadow limped from the field, parting without revealing his identity most unsportingly, the snow shield knight is unconscious and unable to do so, should that have been his wish. He begins to stir as a maester hurries over to him and removes his now dented helmet. An aging face lies beneath it, and it's unfocused eyes move about as if looking for someone in the Hightower box. While the face is unfamiliar to most present, close relatives and acquaintances from past feasts might recognize that it bears similarities to that of the disgraced Ser Lorren Hightower, but has been beset by age and some rather nasty looking scars.

[Erik]

Dec 17, 2013 12:37:48 GMT -5 Edric Stark said:

Edric glanced at his uncle briefly and nodded, not exactly happy even though he'd just won. "Thank you," he replied, looking over his shoulder at the other contestants as they were walking. "They were all flocking against us."

"That's how the melee usually goes. Every man wants to boast about taking down a white cloak like me. And usually they succeed, as they did. But you avenged me well."