Post by The Stranger on Dec 9, 2009 11:35:06 GMT -5
Barristan smiled as his horse slowed when Wargrove came into view. His home he and his family had lived there for a few years now but it only finished being built completely Six months ago. A great undertaking that his father before him began. Thinking that turns Barristan's thoughts to his father, the great Lord Edmure Dawnrose. Younger then Barristan was now when he went North. Barristan had learnt through talks from his Uncle that Edmure changed then becoming like the very thing he went to talk. Cold and distant. Randal smiled at his young nephew in Barristan's head. His blond and handsome Uncle was always smiling at him. When Barristan was no more then 8 he asked his Uncle why, "Because you remind me of your father Bar. He was so much like you when he was younger. I miss Eddy when he was like that." Turning in his saddle Barristan looked too his younger brother Geric. Named after Lord Geric Kidwell. The boy looked so sad. Turning back to Wargrove Barristan smiled again, "Onwards to home."
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Geric dismounted smoothly from the saddle. Long years of riding had taught young Geric much. But he was not happy. Knighted at the of six and ten should be an honour but the young Dawnrose felt empty. He had nothing to live for, being the fourth son he would never run a keep. He could swear himself a sworn shield to a young son of the Mander but what. What is the point, Geric thought. Stand around looking after a little kid. Geric wanted to stand tall before the Gods when he dies. Taking up his sword he walked into the training area of Wargrove. Finding the Twins the Knights of Flowers and the Knight of Thorns. Without a word they both knew that the young Dawnrose wanted to fight.
Holding his Two Handed Sword in his hands Geric stood still. The twins separated one advancing on the left and the other on the right. Instead of waiting for them to attack him in a pincer Geric charged the Knight of Thorns his greatsword smashed down on the mans shield sending splinters. Spending the sword the pommel came up and smashed into the Thorns face knocking him down. Turning immediately he parried a quick attack from the Knight of Flowers. This man was much better then his brother. But after a few quick blows Geric has disarmed the man and he lay on the ground shouting 'Yield.'
Then came a voice from the doorway, "Very well done brother you must of taken all the sword skill from father." There stood Barristan smiling. Geric was pleased by his brothers words.
"I may of. Do you wish to test yourself against me?"
Barristan looked about to refuse and then he looked up at the sky, "It is such a nice day I think I shall have to agree."
Both brothers now armed with boiled leather and chain mail to protect them slowly circled each other. Barristan was the first to attack using his larger size to overpower his younger brother. Geric blocked blows his forearms and greatsword where he can. Steel clashes against steel and the fight soon turns serious as neither brother can gain an advantage over the other. Fatigue burned through Geric's muscles but gritting his teeth he fought on. Blocking a high strike from Barristan. Backing off Geric was about to launch another attack when Barristan stopped and lifted his helm, "Enough brother. Anymore and one of us will get hurt. Come and see me in an hour."
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Geric knocked at his brothers solar door, "Enter" came the command.
"Brother you asked me to come." Geric looked serious at his eldest brother.
"Yes I did Geric. You show great skill with the blade I am glad that one of us does."
"Thank you brother." Smiling but confused by his brothers praising of him.
"Your not happy are you... You feel useless here."
"Wha... I mean no I am a Knight of Wargrove and of House Dawnrose."
"But you don't like it. I know brother. I know how you look out you don't like it here. Do you wish to return to the Shields?"
"No... I want... more. I am bored here."
"Ahhh glory. I am understand. Brother I have an offer for you. Our kin once lead a mercenary group named the Golden Roses. I think it's time the band was rejoined. You can either stay here and hunt bandits or leave and go to the Free Cities."
"Barristan I am.... surprised why?"
"Because I care for you brother and I want you to be happy."
"Will then I accept" Smiling.
Results:
Lord Barristan moves towards Master Sword
Ser Geric moves to Expert Sword
The Golden Roses as a mercenary company is reformed.
Ser Geric is given command of 30 Knights and 60 Men at Arms.
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Geric dismounted smoothly from the saddle. Long years of riding had taught young Geric much. But he was not happy. Knighted at the of six and ten should be an honour but the young Dawnrose felt empty. He had nothing to live for, being the fourth son he would never run a keep. He could swear himself a sworn shield to a young son of the Mander but what. What is the point, Geric thought. Stand around looking after a little kid. Geric wanted to stand tall before the Gods when he dies. Taking up his sword he walked into the training area of Wargrove. Finding the Twins the Knights of Flowers and the Knight of Thorns. Without a word they both knew that the young Dawnrose wanted to fight.
Holding his Two Handed Sword in his hands Geric stood still. The twins separated one advancing on the left and the other on the right. Instead of waiting for them to attack him in a pincer Geric charged the Knight of Thorns his greatsword smashed down on the mans shield sending splinters. Spending the sword the pommel came up and smashed into the Thorns face knocking him down. Turning immediately he parried a quick attack from the Knight of Flowers. This man was much better then his brother. But after a few quick blows Geric has disarmed the man and he lay on the ground shouting 'Yield.'
Then came a voice from the doorway, "Very well done brother you must of taken all the sword skill from father." There stood Barristan smiling. Geric was pleased by his brothers words.
"I may of. Do you wish to test yourself against me?"
Barristan looked about to refuse and then he looked up at the sky, "It is such a nice day I think I shall have to agree."
Both brothers now armed with boiled leather and chain mail to protect them slowly circled each other. Barristan was the first to attack using his larger size to overpower his younger brother. Geric blocked blows his forearms and greatsword where he can. Steel clashes against steel and the fight soon turns serious as neither brother can gain an advantage over the other. Fatigue burned through Geric's muscles but gritting his teeth he fought on. Blocking a high strike from Barristan. Backing off Geric was about to launch another attack when Barristan stopped and lifted his helm, "Enough brother. Anymore and one of us will get hurt. Come and see me in an hour."
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Geric knocked at his brothers solar door, "Enter" came the command.
"Brother you asked me to come." Geric looked serious at his eldest brother.
"Yes I did Geric. You show great skill with the blade I am glad that one of us does."
"Thank you brother." Smiling but confused by his brothers praising of him.
"Your not happy are you... You feel useless here."
"Wha... I mean no I am a Knight of Wargrove and of House Dawnrose."
"But you don't like it. I know brother. I know how you look out you don't like it here. Do you wish to return to the Shields?"
"No... I want... more. I am bored here."
"Ahhh glory. I am understand. Brother I have an offer for you. Our kin once lead a mercenary group named the Golden Roses. I think it's time the band was rejoined. You can either stay here and hunt bandits or leave and go to the Free Cities."
"Barristan I am.... surprised why?"
"Because I care for you brother and I want you to be happy."
"Will then I accept" Smiling.
Results:
Lord Barristan moves towards Master Sword
Ser Geric moves to Expert Sword
The Golden Roses as a mercenary company is reformed.
Ser Geric is given command of 30 Knights and 60 Men at Arms.
Hope you all are well and happy.