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The Smith Most Devout Posts: 57,758	Red Keep Training Yard Dec 21, 2008 18:26:34 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Smith on Dec 21, 2008 18:26:34 GMT -5 Massey, nodded his eyes studying the walls, and the other men. "Can you ride?"

Quenton Baratheon Bannerlord Mellberg/ Bulwer Posts: 1,349	Red Keep Training Yard Dec 22, 2008 13:01:27 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Quenton Baratheon on Dec 22, 2008 13:01:27 GMT -5 "As well as could be expected for one of my age, or so my father says." The boy takes a step to the side, attempting to put himself in Massey's direct field of vision again.

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Red Keep Training Yard Dec 22, 2008 18:38:13 GMT -5

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Massey nodded, and frowned, "I will expect better then average, boy. Or you will soon be on your way home. Is your horse worth its weight, or are we going to have to put the beast down." His eyes touch the boy lightly before flipping away in constant motion.

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Red Keep Training Yard Dec 23, 2008 10:02:33 GMT -5

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Lord Samuel Tarly ambled into the Red Keep's training yard, with a blunted replica of Heartsbane, joking with a few of his sworn swords. He looked around for someone to spar with, and frowned, seeing nobody who could provide him with a challenging duel.

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Ser Aemon Tully Bannerlord Drummy/Pappy from a billion different games Posts: 1,406	Red Keep Training Yard Dec 23, 2008 11:59:58 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Dec 23, 2008 11:59:58 GMT -5 Orillion steps into the training yard as well and spots Samuel. Noticing the disapointed look on his face he calls out to the man,"Hey greenlander want to spar?"
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Lord Balon Harlaw Begging Brother We Reap, You Die Posts: 122	Red Keep Training Yard Dec 23, 2008 12:19:16 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Lord Balon Harlaw on Dec 23, 2008 12:19:16 GMT -5 Hrolf Sparr grins, following close behind Orillion, "Don't waste your time on these pups, Drumm."
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Ser Aemon Tully Bannerlord Drummy/Pappy from a billion different games Posts: 1,406	Red Keep Training Yard Dec 23, 2008 13:56:20 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Dec 23, 2008 13:56:20 GMT -5 "Ok",Orillion said and turned on the man,"I'll waste my time on you."
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Lord Balon Harlaw Begging Brother We Reap, You Die Posts: 122	Red Keep Training Yard Dec 23, 2008 14:04:45 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Lord Balon Harlaw on Dec 23, 2008 14:04:45 GMT -5 Chuckling, Hrolf calls for the Master-of-Arms, "An axe, man!" before turning back to Orillion, "Good."
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Ser Aemon Tully Bannerlord Drummy/Pappy from a billion different games Posts: 1,406	Red Keep Training Yard Dec 23, 2008 14:10:11 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Dec 23, 2008 14:10:11 GMT -5 "Let's dance!"
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Red Keep Training Yard Dec 23, 2008 14:12:15 GMT -5

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Dec 22, 2008 18:38:13 GMT -5 The Smith said:

Massey nodded, and frowned, "I will expect better then average, boy. Or you will soon be on your way home. Is your horse worth its weight, or are we going to have to put the beast down." His eyes touch the boy lightly before flipping away in constant motion.

"My father gifted me with a fine horse before I came. He thought it vitally important that I arrive in your service fully prepared my Lord."

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Red Keep Training Yard Dec 24, 2008 6:01:17 GMT -5

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"Very well then." Massey stands, and does not look at the boy directly for long, his gaze just touching him in its constant roving, "Find my best sword, and my best horse and meet me at the stables. We will go out for a ride, and yes this is a test."

Quenton Baratheon Bannerlord Mellberg/ Bulwer Posts: 1,349	Red Keep Training Yard Dec 24, 2008 10:41:07 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Quenton Baratheon on Dec 24, 2008 10:41:07 GMT -5 "Yes milord," the boy says with dipped head before shuffling away hastily with a look of deep thought on his face.

Fel Most Devout Fel Posts: 4,961	Red Keep Training Yard Feb 7, 2009 9:03:12 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Fel on Feb 7, 2009 9:03:12 GMT -5 Wulf and Aranya make their way onto the training yard. Wulf picks an axe from the wall and swings it testingly.
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Flex Most Devout This RPer is Beric. Posts: 9,252	Red Keep Training Yard Feb 7, 2009 9:06:48 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Flex on Feb 7, 2009 9:06:48 GMT -5 Aranya takes up a blunted longsword and faces Wulf. "Come on then! Bring it on, boy!"

Fel Most Devout Fel Posts: 4,961	Red Keep Training Yard Feb 7, 2009 9:10:50 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Fel on Feb 7, 2009 9:10:50 GMT -5 Wulf grins, "I'll go as easy as I can on you." He stands ready to fight.
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