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Princess Lyssandra Martell Most Devout Posts: 3,338	Training Yard 599 Dec 8, 2009 19:49:40 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 8, 2009 19:49:40 GMT -5 Where men drill and fight.
	Last Edit: Dec 8, 2009 19:50:28 GMT -5 by Princess Lyssandra Martell Then he gan bihold about al, And Seigh liggean within the wal, Of folk that were thider ybrought And thought dede, and nare nought. Sum Stode withouten hade, And sum non armes nade, And sum armed on hors sete, And sum with fire al forschreynt. Eche was thus in this warld y-nome, With fairi thider ycome.

Princess Lyssandra Martell Most Devout Posts: 3,338	Training Yard 599 Dec 8, 2009 19:51:44 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 8, 2009 19:51:44 GMT -5 Aryanna came by the yard to see the men fight and to see if there was anything interesting going on.
	Then he gan bihold about al, And Seigh liggean within the wal, Of folk that were thider ybrought And thought dede, and nare nought. Sum Stode withouten hade, And sum non armes nade, And sum armed on hors sete, And sum with fire al forschreynt. Eche was thus in this warld y-nome, With fairi thider ycome.

The Stranger Most Devout Troll Hammer Posts: 12,420	Training Yard 599 Dec 8, 2009 19:55:10 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Stranger on Dec 8, 2009 19:55:10 GMT -5 There are two squires arguing back about something, although Arya can not tell from the yelling what it is.
	"History keeps her secrets longer than most of us. But she has one secret that I will reveal to you tonight in the greatest confidence. Sometimes there are no winners at all. And sometimes nobody needs to lose."

Princess Lyssandra Martell Most Devout Posts: 3,338	Training Yard 599 Dec 8, 2009 19:59:13 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 8, 2009 19:59:13 GMT -5 Ary walked closer to try to tell what the commotion was about.
	Then he gan bihold about al, And Seigh liggean within the wal, Of folk that were thider ybrought And thought dede, and nare nought. Sum Stode withouten hade, And sum non armes nade, And sum armed on hors sete, And sum with fire al forschreynt. Eche was thus in this warld y-nome, With fairi thider ycome.

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Training Yard 599 Dec 8, 2009 20:02:34 GMT -5

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One of them cocks his fist back to slug the other one, but then sees Arya and stops dead in his tracks, fist raised ridiculously, his mouth open like a fish.

The other one is on him in a shot, and proceeds to knock him to the ground, mount him, and pound the ever lovin' snot out of him for a brief fury of about thirty seconds. He then stands, spits, and moves away. The beaten squire lays on the ground, dazed and bleeding.

"History keeps her secrets longer than most of us. But she has one secret that I will reveal to you tonight in the greatest confidence. Sometimes there are no winners at all. And sometimes nobody needs to lose."

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Training Yard 599 Dec 8, 2009 20:07:46 GMT -5

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Arya covered her mouth in horror. "Poor wretch!" She lifted her skirts so she could move faster to the poor squire's side. She tried to see if he was hurt seriously and pulled out a kerchief to dab any bloody wounds.

Then he gan bihold about al, And Seigh liggean within the wal, Of folk that were thider ybrought And thought dede, and nare nought.
Sum Stode withouten hade, And sum non armes nade, And sum armed on hors sete, And sum with fire al forschreynt.
Eche was thus in this warld y-nome, With fairi thider ycome.

The Stranger Most Devout Troll Hammer Posts: 12,420	Training Yard 599 Dec 8, 2009 20:26:26 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Stranger on Dec 8, 2009 20:26:26 GMT -5 The squire had two very fat lips, and two rapidly blackening eyes. Both of his brows were split from cuts, and his nose seemed squished and was bleeding. "An..angel," he murmurs, apparently completely dazed.
	"History keeps her secrets longer than most of us. But she has one secret that I will reveal to you tonight in the greatest confidence. Sometimes there are no winners at all. And sometimes nobody needs to lose."

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Training Yard 599 Dec 8, 2009 20:32:48 GMT -5

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"I'm no angel," she said, though she thought it humorous that he would think so. Ary looked about, "Someone should quickly fetch Maester Polson." She dabbed at blood trickling out from his wounds, "Can you stand up man?"

Then he gan bihold about al, And Seigh liggean within the wal, Of folk that were thider ybrought And thought dede, and nare nought.
Sum Stode withouten hade, And sum non armes nade, And sum armed on hors sete, And sum with fire al forschreynt.
Eche was thus in this warld y-nome, With fairi thider ycome.

The Stranger Most Devout Troll Hammer Posts: 12,420	Training Yard 599 Dec 8, 2009 20:35:40 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Stranger on Dec 8, 2009 20:35:40 GMT -5 "uhmmhhm," he says, struggling to his feet, "I don't need a maester, I'll be okay... I just need to... sit," his knees gave out and he nearly ended up on the floor again.
	"History keeps her secrets longer than most of us. But she has one secret that I will reveal to you tonight in the greatest confidence. Sometimes there are no winners at all. And sometimes nobody needs to lose."

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Training Yard 599 Dec 8, 2009 20:45:05 GMT -5

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She wished that Tonio was here to lift the boy out of the way to the side of the yard. She looked for a stronger man milling about, "Would you help this lad off to the side ser? And you," She said looking into the boys eyes, "You stay awake, while the maester comes, what's your name?"

Then he gan bihold about al, And Seigh liggean within the wal, Of folk that were thider ybrought And thought dede, and nare nought.
Sum Stode withouten hade, And sum non armes nade, And sum armed on hors sete, And sum with fire al forschreynt.
Eche was thus in this warld y-nome, With fairi thider ycome.

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Training Yard 599 Dec 8, 2009 20:51:58 GMT -5

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"I don't need a squire," he says, leaning on her shoulder slightly, to brace himself as he stands again, "I mean a maester, I don't need a maester, just need, to sit down." They stumble over the side, and the boy sits down, "I'm Tyrek, Tyrek Hardying, you're awful pretty. I mean... kind.. for helping me."

"History keeps her secrets longer than most of us. But she has one secret that I will reveal to you tonight in the greatest confidence. Sometimes there are no winners at all. And sometimes nobody needs to lose."

Princess Lyssandra Martell Most Devout Posts: 3,338	Training Yard 599 Dec 8, 2009 20:54:36 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 8, 2009 20:54:36 GMT -5 "Are you sure I'm pretty? I don't think you can see very well right now." She giggled. "It was my curiosity that got you hurt, what were you fighting about Tyrek?"
	Then he gan bihold about al, And Seigh liggean within the wal, Of folk that were thider ybrought And thought dede, and nare nought. Sum Stode withouten hade, And sum non armes nade, And sum armed on hors sete, And sum with fire al forschreynt. Eche was thus in this warld y-nome, With fairi thider ycome.

The Stranger Most Devout Troll Hammer Posts: 12,420	Training Yard 599 Dec 8, 2009 20:58:41 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Stranger on Dec 8, 2009 20:58:41 GMT -5 "He said that I'd never be knighted, but that's just because his father is rich and will buy him his spurs, and I told him so. and," He blushed, "I'm sure you're very pretty."
	"History keeps her secrets longer than most of us. But she has one secret that I will reveal to you tonight in the greatest confidence. Sometimes there are no winners at all. And sometimes nobody needs to lose."

Princess Lyssandra Martell Most Devout Posts: 3,338	Training Yard 599 Dec 8, 2009 21:00:33 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 8, 2009 21:00:33 GMT -5 "Maybe, your nose looks broken," Arya said idly. "Who was the other squire then? Are you going to get revenge for what he did?"
	Then he gan bihold about al, And Seigh liggean within the wal, Of folk that were thider ybrought And thought dede, and nare nought. Sum Stode withouten hade, And sum non armes nade, And sum armed on hors sete, And sum with fire al forschreynt. Eche was thus in this warld y-nome, With fairi thider ycome.

The Stranger Most Devout Troll Hammer Posts: 12,420	Training Yard 599 Dec 8, 2009 21:05:24 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Stranger on Dec 8, 2009 21:05:24 GMT -5 Tyrek shrugged his shoulders, "Do you know how to set it?" he asked, touching it gingerly and wincing, "The other squire was Boris Waynwood, He's a real bastard. Not really, I mean, but he acts like one."
	"History keeps her secrets longer than most of us. But she has one secret that I will reveal to you tonight in the greatest confidence. Sometimes there are no winners at all. And sometimes nobody needs to lose."