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Post by Horas on Jan 19, 2008 23:29:14 GMT -5
Like most of Harrenhal, the training yard is massive. With the army camped in and around the castle, however, the yard is for once full. While the high lords plot out strategy the lesser ones practice their swordwork for the battle ahead.
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Post by Horas on Jan 19, 2008 23:31:36 GMT -5
Torrhen Keath practices in the training yard, throwing axe after axe at a padded dummy.
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Post by melon on Jan 19, 2008 23:39:00 GMT -5
William walks into the Training Yard with Warren in meeting all day the young Squiire had nothing to do. He stopped to watch the axeman.
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Post by Horas on Jan 20, 2008 0:02:33 GMT -5
Torrhen wrenches his axes out of the dummy and begins throwing them anew. He notices the young boy watching him, so turns and stares back. "What?" he says.
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Post by melon on Jan 20, 2008 0:05:03 GMT -5
"Are you any good fighting with those Axes in hands as you are at throwing them." William steps in and picks a Training Blade from a near by rack.
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Post by Horas on Jan 20, 2008 0:15:10 GMT -5
Torrhen stares at William for a moment longer, the corner of his mouth turning up into a smile. He glances at the rose sewn on to William's tunic. Then he turns back to his target and begins throwing his axes again.
"What is a Tyrell whelp like yourself doing in this army?" Torrhen asks, not answering the boy's question.
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Post by melon on Jan 20, 2008 0:18:21 GMT -5
"I am Lord Warren Blackwoods squire." As William tooks off his cloak he shows the Blackwood crest. "And this Tyrell whelp is challenging you to a fight."
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Post by Horas on Jan 20, 2008 0:31:04 GMT -5
"I must decline, Tyrell Whelp," Torrhen says. The name is not so much an insult as a lack of anything else to call the boy. "I wouldn't want to go and break Lord Blackwood's squire."
Torrhen throws another axe at the target.
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Post by melon on Jan 20, 2008 0:34:11 GMT -5
"I am the son of Tallahar Tyrell the Dawn Raider. I can tell you know I can fight and I will defeat you."
Raising his sword and entering a fighting pose William looks at the Axeman.
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Post by Horas on Jan 20, 2008 0:47:03 GMT -5
Torrhen does not even bother to look at William this time and continues to throw his axes. After a while he says, "I hear Timm Dayne took the fight out of your father. Is it true he's a cripple now?"
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Post by melon on Jan 20, 2008 1:24:44 GMT -5
"Cripple no. My father is a giant of strength and love. I can tell you now he is as good with a sword as he has ever been."
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Post by Horas on Jan 20, 2008 23:01:01 GMT -5
"A giant of love," Torrhen laughs. "You make him sound so fearsome, Tyrell whelp. But I'll make sure to take your advice and kill him from a distance if we ever meet on the battlefield."
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Post by melon on Jan 20, 2008 23:17:19 GMT -5
"Then you are a coward and I will no longer talk to cowards." William turns and begins to leave the Training Yard.
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Post by Horas on Jan 20, 2008 23:48:11 GMT -5
Torrhen laughs as the boy leaves, then resumes practicing.
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Hope you all are well and happy.