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swammeyjoe Most Devout ????!? ?$ ? Posts: 2,296	Tourney Grounds Nov 17, 2007 14:52:29 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by swammeyjoe on Nov 17, 2007 14:52:29 GMT -5 Pavilions, booths and various other festivities have been set up to welcome the various Knights and Lords.
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melon
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Tourney Grounds Nov 18, 2007 22:17:26 GMT -5

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Post by melon on Nov 18, 2007 22:17:26 GMT -5

Tallahar rides into the Tourney Grounds behind him was a rather large party of family with Jayne the Bodyguard, The Personal Guard and the Golden Roses.

Tallahar looks down at William looking very happy with his new Horse that they boy still hadn't named,"William this is where I'm going to show those Lannister what a real man fights like. Are you excited."

"Yes Daddy."

"Good Good." Now lets find someplace to set up camp.

swammeyjoe Most Devout ????!? ?$ ? Posts: 2,296	Tourney Grounds Nov 18, 2007 22:31:18 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by swammeyjoe on Nov 18, 2007 22:31:18 GMT -5 A pair of men dressed in Lannister colors walk over to Tallahar and give him glares and hiss foul language at him.
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melon Guest	Tourney Grounds Nov 18, 2007 22:33:27 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by melon on Nov 18, 2007 22:33:27 GMT -5 "Such nice people in the West. Tell you good Lazy Lion that I will be coming to see him soon."

swammeyjoe Most Devout ????!? ?$ ? Posts: 2,296	Tourney Grounds Nov 18, 2007 23:46:39 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by swammeyjoe on Nov 18, 2007 23:46:39 GMT -5 Randal welcomes all of the assorted lords and offers them food and drink at Casterly Rock. (gonna be at school, doing it early)
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Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Tourney Grounds Nov 18, 2007 23:53:04 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Nov 18, 2007 23:53:04 GMT -5 Erik wanders about with Rhelis, taking a look at the competition.
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

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Tourney Grounds Nov 19, 2007 0:44:52 GMT -5

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Post by The Flint on Nov 19, 2007 0:44:52 GMT -5

Lord Francis Varner, his new wife Anne, with his Captain of guards Ser Alexander Irwyn and 100 Varner-men-at-Arms, arrive from King's Landing. They begin to set up their tents, and soon the large standard of a White Weasel on Field Ermine flies above the tourney grounds. They are soon joined by a pair of knights Ser Torn of Blacksable, and Ser Gilbert Flowers up from Stoatheart.

Oh, how I'd like to be upon a windy mountain, Where the tree tops scrape the sky; Then I would forget all my worries and my troubles, I'll just let the wind blow them by.

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Tourney Grounds Nov 19, 2007 0:53:31 GMT -5

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Post by Erik on Nov 19, 2007 0:53:31 GMT -5

Erik approaches Francis and greets him, "Good afternoon, Lord Varner. I don't believe we've seen one another since that unfortunate bit about the Shield Islands. Oh, yes, this," he gestures toward the Dothraki woman on his arm, "is my salt wife, Rhelis."

She gives a curtsy, and says, "Hello, Lord."

We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

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Tourney Grounds Nov 19, 2007 0:53:57 GMT -5

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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Nov 19, 2007 0:53:57 GMT -5

Lady Sybil Tyrell Florent, her son Steffan and Daughter Dacey arrive at the fair grounds. They setup their tent in the vicinity of the other Reach Lords flying the Fox in Blue Flowers as their banner. Her husband Lord Alphonse Florent is notably absent still imprisoned at King's Landing.

The Flint Most Devout "What has five teeth and kicks Andal ass... This Guy!" Posts: 9,298	Tourney Grounds Nov 19, 2007 0:56:02 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Flint on Nov 19, 2007 0:56:02 GMT -5 Francis looked over the Iron Born with something kin to indifference. "Hello Pyke... Oh wait, it's Coldiron now isn't it. Well Lord Coldiron, good afternoon."
	Oh, how I'd like to be upon a windy mountain, Where the tree tops scrape the sky; Then I would forget all my worries and my troubles, I'll just let the wind blow them by. Flint Family Tree- www.familyecho.com/?p=START&c=o9tdiibi9d&f=412520597357574420

Princess Ariel Targaryen Hedge Knight Posts: 403	Tourney Grounds Nov 19, 2007 1:00:34 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Princess Ariel Targaryen on Nov 19, 2007 1:00:34 GMT -5 Emelia Martell's party arrived with her honor guard, the tourney knights, all related camp followers...the usual Dornish entourage.

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Tourney Grounds Nov 19, 2007 1:02:12 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Nov 19, 2007 1:02:12 GMT -5 Erik smiles when Varner gets his name right. "I had noticed that we're beginning on the same side in the melee. It's quite the elaborate setup, should prove fairly interesting."
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

The Flint Most Devout "What has five teeth and kicks Andal ass... This Guy!" Posts: 9,298	Tourney Grounds Nov 19, 2007 1:02:57 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Flint on Nov 19, 2007 1:02:57 GMT -5 "Yes indeed. You wield an axe, by training is that right Lord Erik?"
	Oh, how I'd like to be upon a windy mountain, Where the tree tops scrape the sky; Then I would forget all my worries and my troubles, I'll just let the wind blow them by. Flint Family Tree- www.familyecho.com/?p=START&c=o9tdiibi9d&f=412520597357574420

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Tourney Grounds Nov 19, 2007 1:05:35 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Nov 19, 2007 1:05:35 GMT -5 "It is, ser," He pats a fine axe hanging from his belt, "Just picked this one up on the way here. And you would be a swordsman, I presume?"
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

Horas Most Devout LoW Site Council is Horas. Posts: 6,901	Tourney Grounds Nov 19, 2007 1:06:22 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Horas on Nov 19, 2007 1:06:22 GMT -5 A company of Riverland lords and knights arrives at the tourney grounds. The standards of several important houses can be seen, and above all flies the Ravens and Weirwood of House Blackwood.
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