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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Jul 12, 2008 20:40:46 GMT -5
Cedric walks out of the shadows and nods to his brother who had lead the raid. He motions, and soon soldiers are forcing the invaders to their knees.
Cedric walks to them, and removes their helms to see their faces.
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Post by The Stranger on Jul 12, 2008 20:44:01 GMT -5
Behind every black mask soldier is a pale tallowed colored face, black hair, and black eyes. They have hard, angular features, and little to no facial hair. None of the men give any sound.
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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Jul 12, 2008 20:46:25 GMT -5
Cedric laughed, "I had heard monsters had come to the West." Casually back slapping one of the men's faces, Cedric stepped back, "Why these men look as dangerous as a Flower-man, or maybe a Flower-maiden."
Cedric motioned again and his men stepped forward and stripped off their armor, weapons and clothes; shoving the articles into sacks.
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Post by The Stranger on Jul 12, 2008 20:50:00 GMT -5
The Lannisters quickly and efficiently strip the men of their armor and small clothes, which seems not much different from their own. Now naked, the three captives say nothing.
The men stand not more than six foot in height, and have fairly wiry, although muscular frames. The tendency towards lack of hair remains as true below the neck as it was above.
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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Jul 12, 2008 20:58:48 GMT -5
"Clive have the equipment brought up to my chambers." He ignored his brother as the man dutifully stalked away. Moving forward Cedric examined the men with a careful eye, and then he laughed, "No hair, and I almost thought they were lacking other equipment." Turning back to the crowd though he added, "Don't worry its there, just hard to see." He held out his little finger limply.
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Post by The Stranger on Jul 12, 2008 21:01:54 GMT -5
The men surrounding, mostly Lannister Lions and Lydden Badgers laugh heartily at Regent's mockery.
The captive on the right spat onto the hem of the Whirlwind's cloak and sneered.
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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Jul 12, 2008 21:08:41 GMT -5
Cedric spun and kicked the man in his small cock. Stepping back he smirked, "Not too hard to hit though."
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Post by The Stranger on Jul 12, 2008 21:13:33 GMT -5
his target grunted as the full force of the kick struck him, and he doubled over as far as the Lions holding him would let him.
One of the other captives began speaking, in a slow, melodically voice, the meaningless words sounding almost sung.
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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Jul 12, 2008 21:21:36 GMT -5
Cedric laughed, "Well at least we know where to hit them now, right boys." Looking to the other one Cedric laughed, "I have heard of singing for your super, but singing for your life. I prefer a tune I can dance to though." Stepping forward Cedric landed a powerful jab to the man's solarplexs.
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Post by The Stranger on Jul 12, 2008 21:23:31 GMT -5
The man grunted, and stopped his speaking. He starred up at his tormentor with sullen eyes.
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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Jul 12, 2008 21:29:14 GMT -5
Cedric snarled and smashed his gauntleted fist into the man's face. "Don't you fucking dare." He punched him again with his other fist, and raged in a voice that would carry, "You invade my home!"
Uppercut
"You raped my woman!"
Roundhouse
"You killed my children!" Spittle flew from his mouth as he grabbed the man's throat and started to strangle him, "You do not get to look at me like that also." There was a powerful rage washing through all of his words, that culminated at the end like the roar of a waterfall.
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Post by The Stranger on Jul 12, 2008 21:37:00 GMT -5
The man took his blows, until his lip was split and bleeding, his nose a broken bloody mess on his face, and his right eye beginning to swell shut.
Throughout the beating the westermen hooted and cheered, and egged Cedric to go further.
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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Jul 12, 2008 21:48:30 GMT -5
Cedric's other hand moved to the neck and a snarl covered his lips. With a silent and vicious twist he broke the man's neck with his hands. Staring at the man's bruised face, he looked up to the men holding the other two, "Get them away before we do the same. Lock them in the dungeons."
Looking down at the corpse he looked up at the men crowded around him, and began to walk away calmly, "You know what to do, men."
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Post by Sam on Jul 12, 2008 21:51:59 GMT -5
Lord Duncan watched the proceedings silently, while the soldiers in the courtyard jeered and yelled. "Are you not going to question them, Ser?" he asked Cedric softly so that his voice did not carry across the courtyard. Inwardly he wished that his father were present; one of Jaymes Farman's talents lay in the skillful extraction of of information from captives.
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Post by The Stranger on Jul 12, 2008 21:54:53 GMT -5
The men moved in as Cedric moved away, and each man began kicking, and punching the corpse. Someone found a bit of rope and tied a noose around its neck. Men stabbed it with their daggers, or beat it with their bare fists. Finally, more a slab of meat than a body, the defenders of Deep Den hung the corpse from the battlements.
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Hope you all are well and happy.