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Post by melon on Nov 21, 2007 22:54:37 GMT -5
"Hmmm" Is the only thing heard as Timm Dayne drives his sword into Tallahar's side. The Dawn Raider falls backwards onto his back. As Lilith draws near he looks at her and says, "Tell Haley I will miss her."
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Post by Teirney Lannister on Nov 21, 2007 23:00:25 GMT -5
A hush fell over the crowd when Lord Tallahar fell to the ground, Dayne's sword still in him. Marina froze in horror, unable to look away from the gruesome spectacle. Tyrell was finally carted away from the field, and Aerie could feel Marina repressing a sniff. It would not do to shed tears, and she had to remember, she had experienced a canage that made everything else appear entirely mild. Still, she had a compassionate heart.
Marina regained much of her vigor once Jon Royce knocked his opponent senseless with one swoop and looked for someone else to fall upon.
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Post by Teirney Lannister on Nov 21, 2007 23:22:05 GMT -5
Aerie laughed, obviously pleased at the results of the melee. She had not been expecting Warren to defeat Jon, but it seemed she should have had more faith in her brother. She was particularly amused at the unveiling of the Black Knight, amused but not the least bit surprised. She would congratulate them all later. She turned to Marina to ascertain if the girl has enjoyed herself at her first true tourney, only to find the girl nursing crushed spirits.
"Ah, everybody looses some, Marina. He still did well."
Marina bobbed her head. "He is still very gallant, as is Prince Andry. And Lord Warren," she added, remembering. "I hope Lord Tallahar is recovering."
"Don't worry about him," Alyssa interjected casually. "He's tougher than that. He'll be fine."
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Post by Ellinda on Nov 21, 2007 23:26:43 GMT -5
Tallahar and other injured fighters are moved to a healers' tent.
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Post by wookie on Nov 22, 2007 3:30:04 GMT -5
Benfry cheered from the sidelines at the Green cloaks victory and clapped a man next to him wearing one. Overall he was thrilled to have participated in the contest and grinned as he remembered tackling the dornishmen just as he was about to strike at Andry's flank. Shame about Lord Lannister catching me afterwards he thought ruefully. He went to the festivities tent to see if he could find Osmund and tell him of his fights.
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Post by shacklock on Nov 22, 2007 4:18:36 GMT -5
Sargon limps over to Uler, grinning widely. “Good fight. I thought that you might almost make it to the final there!”
His second winced, looking well and truly battered but somewhat happy all the same, “Aye. I’ll be dammed if I didn’t give a few of them poxy Greenlanders a few sore asses.” They both move off towards a drinking tent.
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Post by Princess Ariel Targaryen on Nov 22, 2007 4:55:09 GMT -5
After the melee, Emelia moved to congratulate the three victors on the field, smiling at Timm, Aranya and Warren. She also went to congratulate Rhystan "Sexy" Allyrion and Quentin Fowler, who had both performed with particular excellence to her eyes despite not making it to the end.
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Post by Ellinda on Nov 26, 2007 21:16:21 GMT -5
A small sign with the letter I goes up in the corner of the field.
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Hope you all are well and happy.