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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Apr 30, 2008 6:48:39 GMT -5
Megara smiled to herself at his obvious discomfert.
"You lead the way."
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Post by Tallahar on Apr 30, 2008 6:49:59 GMT -5
"Ummm OK..." The young Knight quickly walked in front of Megara so his shame could not be seen.
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Apr 30, 2008 6:50:45 GMT -5
Meg followed him, her step light.
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Post by Sam on Jun 13, 2008 11:49:37 GMT -5
Ser Mychel Lannister hung back from the fighting, keeping the King close at his side. He saw the Lord Commander charge the traitors cutting men apart like they were nothing. A stray quarrel tore through the white silk of his cloak, thudding into a tree behind him but causing no more damage.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 13, 2008 11:55:56 GMT -5
Rodrick had slipped off and was fighting hand to hand with a man almost twice his size. Rodrick manages to pierce the man's leg vein and he dies screaming. Unfortunately he falls on the prince pinning him to the ground.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 13, 2008 11:57:55 GMT -5
Aranya protected Odhar Royce, until the reinforcements came to take him away. She directed the hounds to attack the sellswords, and rode forward, thrusting with her spear.
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Post by Sam on Jun 13, 2008 12:11:54 GMT -5
Ser Mychel whipped his head to the right, and noticed that the Prince's pony had no rider. Cursing, the white knight wheeled his own mount around, keeping as close to the King as possible, and scanned the forest for Rodrick but the prince was seen nowhere.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 13, 2008 12:16:49 GMT -5
After the battle ended, and the fighters being tended to by healers, Aranya, Roland, and Sara tried all they could to help remove the poison from Lord Odhar Royce, but he succumbed to the poison. His fever raged for a while despite their best efforts, and then he passed.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 13, 2008 12:17:14 GMT -5
Rodrick lay below the dead man, and wished he was strong enough to lift the armored knight up. He did not cry out thought, for it was embarrassing.
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Post by Sam on Jun 13, 2008 12:27:47 GMT -5
Ser Mychel approached Ser Benfry, who was wiping the blood from his sword, nearly in a panic although outwardly the white knight appeared calm. "Lord Commander, the prince disappeared during the fight, and none has seen him," he said softly, but urgently. "He was with Ser Galwyn, who was attacked by one of these scum and the Prince had disappeared by the time our brother dispatched his foeman."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 13, 2008 12:43:48 GMT -5
Tommen Redfort overheard, and said, "Give something of the prince's to one of the dogs, and they'll find him."
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Post by Sam on Jun 13, 2008 13:00:50 GMT -5
"If they find him alive, I'm going to beat him bloody," Ser Mychel said to the man whose heraldry marked him as a Redfort. He snatched a scarf from the saddle of the prince's pony, that he had seen Rodrick holding earlier in the day, and he held it up to the nose of one of the great boarhounds that accompanied the hunting party.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 13, 2008 13:02:43 GMT -5
The hound put his nose to the ground, tail wagging, and slowly followed the trail through to until he found Rodrick under a dead knight.
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Post by wookie on Jun 13, 2008 13:16:59 GMT -5
Benfry looked concerned as he saw the fallen Lord Paramount but his attention was taken away by Mychel's words and he cursed mightily until the dog found him and he was left in equal amounts of anger, joy and relief. It was a confusing feeling
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Post by Sam on Jun 13, 2008 13:17:41 GMT -5
Ser Mychel hauled the corpse off of the Prince, who wore a slightly embarrassed, but more angry, expression on his face. Mychel's expression of furiousness was far greater than the Prince's, and he grabbed the boy by one arm, yanking him roughly to his feet and dragging him back over to where Benfry stood, before dumping the boy unceremoniously at the Lord Commander's feet.
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