Post by Horas on Nov 14, 2008 13:37:22 GMT -5
Ser Samuel Tarly ran a finger lightly along the edge of his blade, admiring its sheen, and then he drew back in pain to see a thin red line slicing its way down his thumb. He watched the blood drip from his finger for a few seconds, fascinated, before he went back to examining the sword. He’d used it to spar with a few times, and had found that the balance was perfect; unlike any other sword he had ever seen. He looked again at the thin cut on his hand, which was already beginning to scab over, and a smirk played across his lips.
He was sitting in Horn Hill’s library, with Treason sitting on a desk in front of him, beside a large stack of books. As a child, he had been bookish nearly to a fault, although he’d discovered an even greater love for swordplay, much to his father’s relief. However, he’d already read nearly everything in Horn Hill’s modest library, though now he was seeking specific tomes that he recalled from his past.
He had returned from Nightsong three days ago, to find a large array of Mandermen lined up about a mile away from Horn Hill’s fortification network. He’d snuck around them with his 2,500 men, and rejoined the forces inside the castle, having left Nightsong immediately upon learning that Lord Dondarrion had been captured. The Stormlands had almost entirely gone over to the King’s side, and were even now marching to aid him in King’s Landing after his defeat at the hands of Scot Royce.
Since returning, he had spent many hours in the library studying strategy, for he knew battle would come at any time, but he also had looked up as much information as he could find on Valyrian Steel, to be sure that he could properly care for his blade. He always admired men who used cavalry effectively, considering a major portion of his father’s army were his mounted knights who were excellent heavy cavalry if commanded properly.
Samuel, of course, read about larger infantry tactics, memorizing formations and maneuvers. He had many empty sheaves of parchment and a quill and ink, so he often would draw diagrams of some maneuver that was described in a book, to understand it more easily and also so that he could make his own additions and revisions on what was described in the ancient tomes. Ser Samuel liked the idea of using his troops innovatively, in a manner his enemies might not expect.
Samuel even had picked up a manual on one-handed swordsmanship, since he had previously used a bastard sword before changing to a true longsword. He had been skeptical that he could learn anything from it, but as he flipped through the pages he saw diagrams and descriptions of very specific strikes that he had never even conceived of, but as a skilled swordsman, he could see how could do what was described in the manual, and he would often prop it up against the stack of books, and perform with Treason the images and descriptions that were written.
Ser Samuel Tarly improves toward Grandmaster Swordsman
Ser Samuel Tarly improves toward Grandmaster Battle
He was sitting in Horn Hill’s library, with Treason sitting on a desk in front of him, beside a large stack of books. As a child, he had been bookish nearly to a fault, although he’d discovered an even greater love for swordplay, much to his father’s relief. However, he’d already read nearly everything in Horn Hill’s modest library, though now he was seeking specific tomes that he recalled from his past.
He had returned from Nightsong three days ago, to find a large array of Mandermen lined up about a mile away from Horn Hill’s fortification network. He’d snuck around them with his 2,500 men, and rejoined the forces inside the castle, having left Nightsong immediately upon learning that Lord Dondarrion had been captured. The Stormlands had almost entirely gone over to the King’s side, and were even now marching to aid him in King’s Landing after his defeat at the hands of Scot Royce.
Since returning, he had spent many hours in the library studying strategy, for he knew battle would come at any time, but he also had looked up as much information as he could find on Valyrian Steel, to be sure that he could properly care for his blade. He always admired men who used cavalry effectively, considering a major portion of his father’s army were his mounted knights who were excellent heavy cavalry if commanded properly.
Samuel, of course, read about larger infantry tactics, memorizing formations and maneuvers. He had many empty sheaves of parchment and a quill and ink, so he often would draw diagrams of some maneuver that was described in a book, to understand it more easily and also so that he could make his own additions and revisions on what was described in the ancient tomes. Ser Samuel liked the idea of using his troops innovatively, in a manner his enemies might not expect.
Samuel even had picked up a manual on one-handed swordsmanship, since he had previously used a bastard sword before changing to a true longsword. He had been skeptical that he could learn anything from it, but as he flipped through the pages he saw diagrams and descriptions of very specific strikes that he had never even conceived of, but as a skilled swordsman, he could see how could do what was described in the manual, and he would often prop it up against the stack of books, and perform with Treason the images and descriptions that were written.
Ser Samuel Tarly improves toward Grandmaster Swordsman
Ser Samuel Tarly improves toward Grandmaster Battle