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Post by melon on Oct 30, 2007 22:35:04 GMT -5
A Large Inn it sits just after the amazing Rose Gardens outside of Highgarden it is an expensive Inn and you must have some coin to stay there.
Lord Robert Hightower walks up with 50 Hightower men at arms who make a ring just outside of the Inn. "Show yourself Bastard I have come for my honor for the disrespect you showed me."
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Post by edricdayne on Oct 30, 2007 22:49:13 GMT -5
Tytos heard the call and finished his mug of ale. He stood up and walked outside, and seeing the ring of men at arms laughed. "You bring 50 men with you to beat up a bastard?" Tytos chuckled, and then calmed down. "You must forgive me, when a man learns he is about to face the greatest Lord in the Reach, he tends to drink a little. Now, shall we do this?" Tytos said, mustering as much calm and cool as he could. "I shall state once again, I meant to disrespect in my words. I even told you as much when I uttered them. I was trying to say that I believed you should have settled your conversations outside of the funeral. I will not feign complete ignorance, but I must say I know nothing of the Reach lords or their feuds." Tytos sighed, and looked straight at Robert. "Would I have the name of my opponent, at least good ser?" Tytos said.
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Post by melon on Oct 30, 2007 22:55:49 GMT -5
"I am a Lord Bastard. Lord Robert Hightower named after King Robert the Great. The men at arms are here so we may have a clear circle in which to fight in. Now draw your sword it is time for you to be humbled." Robert draws his sword.
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Post by edricdayne on Oct 30, 2007 23:00:09 GMT -5
Tytos responded by drawing his sword, and saying, "I thank thee, Lord Robert for giving me your name. Now, as to the being humbled part, I am afraid I am rather stubborn. My best wishes, M'Lord."
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Post by melon on Oct 30, 2007 23:02:42 GMT -5
"I do not need a man born of anger and lust to wish me well I will see you humbled then kick once more." With that Robert advance on the Bastard.
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Post by melon on Oct 31, 2007 13:43:59 GMT -5
"There you Bastard." Robert stands over Tytos a foot on his chest, "That is what a man of noble birth can do."
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Post by edricdayne on Oct 31, 2007 15:54:12 GMT -5
Tytos looked up at Robert, and sighed. "It seems I have been defeated fairly by you. If you would please remove your foot from my chest, I would like to retain some of my dignity." Tytos said, frowning.
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Post by melon on Oct 31, 2007 22:02:36 GMT -5
"What dignity do you have Bastard I should have you humbled more."
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Post by edricdayne on Nov 1, 2007 15:38:53 GMT -5
Tytos furiously forced Lord Hightower's foot off of him, and stood up. "Thank you for the duel, M'Lord, but I believe I should retire now. I have a long journey ahead of me." Tytos walked into the inn, a large scowl on his face.
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Post by Tallahar on May 15, 2008 0:22:14 GMT -5
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Bardan held his mug of ale closer to him. This was his fourth drink and his 15 year old body was starting to feel it. Shaking his head he gently stroked the blade of his fathers axe.
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Post by The Smith on May 15, 2008 0:23:51 GMT -5
An old man with a puss oozing cataract covering his left eye stumbles in the bar already drunk. And when he makes it to the bar, he orders a drink. Then he turns and begins to stare at Bardan Snow, it was not a pleasant look.
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Post by Tallahar on May 15, 2008 0:25:21 GMT -5
Bardan looked up at the man, "What you ugly bastard?"
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Post by The Smith on May 15, 2008 0:26:22 GMT -5
"Fuck your mother, little bitch." He sips from his drink.
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Post by Tallahar on May 15, 2008 0:27:23 GMT -5
"Hard time doing that I don't know my mother."
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Post by The Smith on May 15, 2008 0:28:58 GMT -5
"I did, in every way possible." The old man snickered, "What little ball of dirt would you like to know?"
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Hope you all are well and happy.