Tourney Grounds

[Princess Ariel Targaryen]

Timm looked at Bane. "Oh. I thought you wished to face Dawn," he responded coldly. "You had said before that you did not fight with blunted steel."

[melon]

"Oh I thought you were too scared to face me without your Tourney swords. Sure I'll fight you with Steel."

[Princess Ariel Targaryen]

Timm smirked and drew Dawn, while another messenger ran to intercept the first.

[melon]

"Lovely I must Daynie." Bane stood and looked at that man, "Wana come get an ale with me and they boys."

[Princess Ariel Targaryen]

Dayne shook his head. "I need to get my gear stowed for the ride home, but thanks," he responded, sheathing his still-unbloodied blade.

[melon]

"Fine then your loss. Come on boys to the Norvos Tent it's time get drunk." Bane walks off with the cheers of the Golden Roses.

[melon]

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A messenger wearing the clothes of Tallahar walks around the ground. "Lord Warren Blackwood, Lord Warren."

[edricdayne]

Tytos overhears the man and walks over to him. "Lord Warren you say? His tent is over there if you need to talk to him." Tytos points to a tent off in the distance, with the Ravens of House Blackwood on it.

[melon]

"Thank you." The messenger bows and walks over to the Tent, "Lord Warren I have something to ask you."

[Ellinda]

A workman places a sign with the letter J on it at the edge of the grounds.

[Horas]

Lord Warren looks up when the messenger enters.

"What can I do for you?" Warren says. He notes the sun and rose of Tallahar Tyrell. "Does Tallahar have some business with me?"

[melon]

"Ah Yes M'Lord. Lord Tallahar told me to tell you." The Messenger clears his throat.

"Lord Warren Black Lord Paramount of the Riverlands your presences is requested at the Healers tent for Lord Tallahar Tyrell of Uplands wishes to speak to you. If you wish to bring a guard that is accepted but my promise is given this is not an ambush."

The Messenger stops and looks at the Lord.

[Horas]

Warren snorts. "I can't think of any reason why Tallahar would want to kill me, and even if he did I think he could choose a better spot for an ambush than the healer's tent." Warren grins to show he means no harm by the statement.

"I'll come," he says, rising to his feet and following the messenger.

[melon]

"Ah Good." The messenger smiles then runs off.

[melon]

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William walks proudly through the Tourney Grounds with his direwolf pup in his arms, "Now what to call you."