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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Dec 15, 2009 10:22:31 GMT -5
Kenneth goes in search of the Son's of Death Company after the battle. Iagon goes with him.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 15, 2009 10:28:43 GMT -5
They find the remaining sons in their tents, below a Death's Head Standard. The men are polishing their black mail. As Kenneth approaches, one of the men shouts, "Sergeant, incoming... fetch the Captain!"
After a short while Captain Mord sets out of his tent. "Ah.. New recruits I see..." he says smugly.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Dec 15, 2009 10:34:38 GMT -5
Kenneth laughed, "Not exactly, I came to congratulate you on your defense Captain. It was nice to fight some real men of Westeros instead of all this free city bottom feeders."
Iagon didn't say anything but glared at the Captain.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 15, 2009 10:38:08 GMT -5
"Yeah, well, they are preening little cowards aren't they," Mord agreed. "Do I recognize you? You were the one in the Fighting Cock helm right? Haha," Mord chuckled, "You lot earned your banner today didn't you."
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Dec 15, 2009 10:45:33 GMT -5
Kenneth shrugged, "some ran mostly the men I picked up in Pentos, but as I recall the rest of us rallied and your men threw down their arms despite the fact you still outnumbered us," Kenneth said adding, "not that I blame them none of the Free Cities are willing to fight and die for their own land."
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 15, 2009 10:50:42 GMT -5
Mord's eyes darkened, and he glared at Kenneth as if trying to burn a whole in him.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Dec 15, 2009 11:09:32 GMT -5
"Your armor reminds me of the Traitor Son's armor, did you model it after them?" Kenneth said not aware of much of the events that happened in his home country.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 15, 2009 11:19:02 GMT -5
"We are the Traitors' Sons," Mord says, growing even angrier, "You been a Free City lapdog so long you forget that? Those other bastards, they've grown to fat on gold and courtly promises to remember what being a Traitors' Son is about. Death on the battlefield."
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Dec 15, 2009 11:40:13 GMT -5
Kenneth nodded, "and how many of your Son's of Death learned that lesson today Captain? A thousand maybe more?" Kenneth said loud enough so that any nearby Son's of Death could here.
"At least your men here died fighting real soldiers instead of turning smallfolk inside out, putting down some hungry farmers," Kenneth said referring to any one of a number of rebellions the Son's were said to have put down.
He prepared himself in case the Captian drew on him.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 15, 2009 11:42:57 GMT -5
Mord looked at Kenneth with disgust, and turned his head towards the sergeant.
"Sergeant... kill this piece of shit."
With pleasure Captain."
the Sergeant and six other men advance on Kenneth.
(ooc: make me a battle thread please.)
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Dec 16, 2009 9:36:00 GMT -5
Kenneth looks down to Iagon the blood spilling out of his Lyseni companion. "That was unwise," Kenneth shook his head.
"I understand your desire for battle, but your men's goal should be to fight and live, not throw away their lives cause their Captain says so."
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 16, 2009 10:13:05 GMT -5
Captain Mord looked more enraged then ever.
"Someone kill this asshole for me."
But none of the Sons moved. Eventually, the Sergeant, whom Kenneth had taken his hand, stood.
"You'd best get going Ser." he told Kenneth in a low voice while he gritted his teeth in pain, "this is over for now."
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Dec 16, 2009 10:30:20 GMT -5
Kenneth nodded, "fine but if any man is looking for a change in leadership my company is looking for new recruits. I'd have any of you men, your good soldiers and deserve more then to have your lives thrown away by your Captain, I'll pay an extra 52 silvers to any man who signs on."
Kenneth backs out keeping his sword facing Captain Mord and then picks up Iagon and carries him back towards where the rest of the Bloody Chickens are camped.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 16, 2009 10:51:56 GMT -5
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later that night, there is a commotion near the Chicken's Camp, and Sentries holler to wake Kenneth.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Dec 16, 2009 11:07:07 GMT -5
Kenneth rises and quickly reaches for his sword and to slip some mail over his small clothes as he assesses the situation.
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Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5
Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5