The wedding of Gysella Harlaw and Erik Coldiron

[Fel]

Felryn roars with laughter in the chaos, as he slams a random Ironborn's face with an ale tankard.

[The Smith]

Edger Oakarm lifts the table and begins swinging it around him like a club. Many an Ironborn is sent flying.

Dangar Ratface dances about, lotting the fallen. He allows lets other's pay his Ironprice. When Edger almost crowns Dangar, the smaller man gets angry. Dodging in close, Dangar swings his iron-tipped boot right into Edgar's most senstive region. Edger falls to the floor and pukes all over the place.

Hagar and Gorek have been friends for so long that they know exactly what the other is going to do. Having lost sight of Lord Harlaw, and not really caring who they fight, they throw man after man to the ground, working back to back. Soon no one approaches them, so with Hagar walking forward, and Gorek stepping backward perfectly in time, they search for men to fight.

Theobold the Limp, lies asleep with his feet up on a table. For most of the brawl, then when the table collapses to the ground. He awakes. There was a reason Theobold was not approached even asleep. And soon the whriling maelstrom that he resembles in a barfight charges into the fray. Theobold as always, knocks more men from the waking world then the rest of the brawl combined.

[melon]

The Bastard continues to drink but when a man is thrown into his Barrel he picks up the man at the groin and neck and hurls him into three others. "Right who wants to die."

[dienekes]

"I want to get out of here!"

[Ellinda]

While it was perfectly traditional for a woman to be carried off on her wedding night, it was also traditional that she squirm a bit. In this case squirming involved sticking her wooden wedding shoes (perhaps designed for this purpose) in the face of any Ironmen who was getting too near her and her husband and preventing him from getting on with his business.

Gysella was someone who got snippy when drunk and she was feeling quite snippy indeed. She threw a tankard in the direction of various insults. Erik saved other members of the assembly by getting her out the door.

[melon]

Covered in ale and blood from broken noses and smashed heads the Bastard look around, "Come here you whoresons and feel my wraith."

A man the same size of the bastard looks to him, "Come here son Waymer will teach you a lesson"

The Bastard yelling a battlecry, "Blood and death." Side stepping the first punch of Waymer he sent in a punch to the stomach and the man lungs emptied. Taking a step back Waymer sent a heavy left into the bastards chin. Pushing through Bastard pounded into the mans face breaking the skin above his left eyes. Waymer punches now with a weak blow that Bastard side steps then ramming his head forward he breaks Waymer nose.

The Bastard spits on his foe, "No thank you father."

[dienekes]

Longhorn had made good headway. Using his unconsious wellmate he had pushed up to the stone parts of the well. Using slick footholds he tried to steadily lift himself closer and closer to freedom. He was almost there, almost, almost. He could smell the bloody air and dropped ale. Almost, almost. Panting heavily he pulled himself out of the well. Lying flat on his back he vomitted up most of his ale. "I'M FREE!"

[The Smith]

Just as Longhorn is standing, one of the combatants comes crashing out and into him, they both topple back into the well.

[melon]

Bastard sits down for a few more ales.

[dienekes]

In a heap of three men their arms and legs tangled and bloodied Longhorn struggles for conciousness. "Ow." He mutters.

[Erik]

Erik laughs as the brawl erupts, carrying Gysella out. He uses his free hand to knock away anyone who gets in his path, making for the closest door. Once through, he closes it behind him and finds a bedroom, where he throws the girl on the bed, locks the door, and barricades it with whatever furniture is there.

"A lively wedding, indeed." He whispers before climbing into bed himself.

[The Smith]

Soon most of the men are lying about on the floor. Some outright out cold, but many just groaning. A bunch of men are like the Bastard, and were to busy drinking and joking to get into the fight.

Hagar and Gorek face Theobold across a destroyed room. For a long moment the two look at the one and Theobold's eyes pan back and forth between the two men. Then at the same instance they charge.

Right before colliding they stop and begin to talk over the whole fight. Hagar asks Theobold, how he threw that bloke into the chandelier, and Gorek starts making obscene gestures at the men holding broken limbs. Dangar walks over joining his friends, looking over a shiny new dagger.

[dienekes]

"Ok." Longhorn pants at the top of the well. "Now I am free." He stands up and looks around for any sign of mindless violance and somehow manages to miss looking at all the destroyed furniture and broken bodies. "Well it looks like I didn't miss anything."

[melon]

The Bastard notices the man, "I thought I killed you." Picking up his stool he goes and knocks the man called Longhorn unconscious.

[dienekes]

OOC: You can never kill Longhorn.
Longhorn finally realizes that he did indeed miss much, specifically he missed the rather large man with the stool tha beat him upsie the head. Not that he'd notice of course.