The Battle Beneath the Weirwood

[Ollie]

Rickon Baratheon and Lord Olander Reed do single combat in the yard of Moat Cailin.

Lord Olander Reed - Master Spear, wielding the starmetal trident, Gods' Sight

Rickon Baratheon - Master Sword

[The Smith]

Round One

OR: 155 vs RB: 153

The two men slowly circle each other learning their terrain and the other's skills. Rickon is also trying to measure the suppleness and strength of Reed's trident.

[The Smith]

Round Two


OR: 130 vs RB: 177 (Average Hit)

Ollander thinks he has spotted a weakness in Rickon's guard, and leaps in spearing, but Rickon blacks it aside with his bastard sword, a cuts along Reed's arm. The Crannogman hops back, a slight hiss of pain escaping his lips.

OR: -20

[The Smith]

Round Three


OR: 150 vs RD: 95 (Heavy Hit)

Rickon snarls and pursues his wounded opponent, but Ollander manages to smack him in the face with the butt of his trident, and then slam the prongs through Rickon's boot into the dirt.


OR: -20
RB: -35

[The Smith]

Round Four


OR: 122 vs RB: 136 (Light Hit)

Reed pulls his weapon from the earth and attempts to gore his oppenant, but Rick sidesteps it narrowly, and head butts his enemy. All hear the crack of Ollander's nose, and the Crannogman stumbles back. Swishing his trident to back up a limping Rickon.

OR: -30
RB: -35

[The Smith]

Round Four


OR: 97 vs RB: 134 (Medium Hit)

Chopping aside the Trident, Rickon backhanded his sword across Reed. It dragged across the scaled leather he was wearing, yet slightly pierced the man's shoulder. Blood spurted down the man's sleeve.

OR: -50
RB: -35

[The Smith]

Round Five


OR: 117 vs RB: 99 (Light Hit)

Olander turned into the pain, but used that to spin his trident once, and bring it across Rickon's face. Three deep gashes cover the right side of his with red.

OR: -50
RB: -45

[The Smith]

Round Six


OR: 85 vs RB: 55 (Medium Hit)

Rickon leaps away, but lurches oddly with his injured foot. Ollander presses, and after two blocks is able to sneak a blow into the Fallen King's side.

OR: -50
RB: -65

[The Smith]

Round Seven


OR: 113 vs RB: 112

Ollander, pulls back for another attack, but Rickon blocks it aside. He lurches his own attack, but stumbles on his blood and injured foot. Ollander decides to let him rise before he attacks, needing a breather, and thinking it will play to the audience. Slowly Rickon stands up.

OR: -50
RB: -65

[The Smith]

Round Eight


OR: 126 vs RB: 71 (Heavy Hit)

Rickon raises his sword with both of his hands and bows his head to his opponent. Ollander sensing weakness leaps forward. Rickon blocks, but Olander forces his tines closer to the Horned Wolf. Eventually two of them pierce his chest. Twisting away with a loud cry Rickon lurches aside, full of pain and hurt.

OR: -50
RB: -90

[The Smith]

Round Nine


OR: 82 vs RB: 94 (Light Hit)

Olander turns, and launches another attack. Only willpower allows Rickon to dodge aside from that one, scoring Ollander's left leg with his sword as the Crannogman lunges by.

OR: -60
RB: -90

[The Smith]

Round Ten


OR: 64 vs RB: 58

Ollander falls as his leg is scored, unable to put any weight on it. Rickon stands back breathing hard, and watches as Reed slowly stands. Using his trident he stands, then gingerly he stood on his wounded leg. Breathing deeply he lifted his trident from the ground. Pains rocked him, but he did not fall. He stepped toward his opponent awkwardly.

Both men ignored the growing cold in their own bodies.

[The Smith]

Round Eleven

OR: 60 vs RB: 81 (Light Wound)

From somewhere deep inside Rickon manages to block the trident, and score another long gash on Reed's arm. The two men turn to one another again slowly.

OR: -70
RB: -90

[The Smith]

Round Twelve


OR: 78 vs RB: 34 (Medium Wound)

A fire lights in side of Reed as he spins, and he sees dark shapes erupt from all the shadows of the room. Knowledge spills into his brain from an unknown source, and the very colors of the room seem to change shade.

He knows exactly what Rickon is going to do, every move. He raises his trident, and blocks aside easily Rickon's attack. He blocks the next blow with ease. And then the third. The visions in his head tell him, in a dark seductive voice, Strike now... to the right. Olander acts with out true thought. And his prongs gore deeply into Rickon.

OR:-70
RB: -110

Round Thirteen

OR: 128 vs OR: 28 (Heavy Hit)

Suddenly Ollander knows, that he must strike precisely to the man's right, and drive him back. Olander sees mercenaries led by a mad man burning Runestone. He sees the Gold King Marching to the Storm King, and knows of the importance of the Second battle of Harrenhal. Reed blocks Rickons next blow, and raises his elbow into Rickon's face.

Ollander watches Rickon stumble back, and understands that this man will never stop fighting until he is killed. He understands that blood and wood will soon wash ashore miles to the south. He understands the fear, and greed, and arrogance that cause the conflict he was now fighting. Ollander spun the Trident in his hands and buries it into Rickon's stomach.

OR: -70
RB: -145

Round Thirteen

OR: 110 vs -25

As Rickon's entrails fall to the ground a bit of trivia flashes through the Crannogman's mind. He remembers that Wildling's used to try divining the future with animal guts. He did not need them, he could see all. Giants were waking in the south, and they would batter themselves to death. Rats in their holes. Chains to the sky. It all made sense.

The Horned Wolf atop a Dragon. In a flash Ollander understands. Rickon was suppose to win. It is suppose to be me on the ground. His eyes refocus on the present and he realizes Rickon is not on the ground yet. Stepping forward he gores him in the neck.

Rickon Baratheon falls and dies. Ollander feels his new strength abandoning him, and he falls down. For he understands the leg wound Rickon gave him was pumping his life blood into the pillow soft ground.

How curious, he thought, with all this new knowledge, I do not know if I am going to survive these wounds. I do know Rickon's men are going to to break the treaty and attack. I should warn...

Blackness swallowed Ollander Reed.