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Post by Marie on May 22, 2011 17:03:17 GMT -5
When Triston lost his match, he bowed to the audience before walking off the field. His cousin Arthur offerd him commiserations.
"Warrior grant you a better match than me," Triston said, laughing, discinlined to take the loss badly. "Or a weaker foe, anyway."
"Indeed," Arthur murmured. "I won't count on it, but I can live in hopes. Bu still, somebody has to lose and it may be that the Warrior does not favour our house today."
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Post by Horas on May 22, 2011 17:30:55 GMT -5
Ser Ryon Redwyne adjusts one gauntlet, then the other, then the first gauntlet once again. Eventually he gives up the effort and waves for his squire to hand him his lance. His face bears the expression of a man resigned to a loss before the match even begins.
He is tossed roughly from his horse, but manages to stagger away from the lists to the viewer's box.
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Post by The Smith on May 22, 2011 22:28:27 GMT -5
The next draw is Ser Erik Tyrell vs Bart Seven-Fingers
The two men salute the king, and then ride to their places.
Ser Erik salutes, and rides to his place. Bart Seven-Fingers is more showy. Raising his lance above his head he cries, "My lance strikes for the Seven. May the warrior guide my lance today." The Pious clap for this famous warrior monk, who is said to have cut off three fingers for he would have no more then seven.
Tyrell gets no cheers, and turns to face his opponent. The two men charge, and it seems like the seven do guide his lance as it takes one pass for Tyrell to be knocked down on his ass.
Bart Seven-Fingers wins and advances.
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Post by The Smith on May 22, 2011 22:46:27 GMT -5
The next draw is Nemos Santagar the Unclean vs Ser Timmothy Vikary
The two men salute the king, and then ride to their places.
Nemos slouches in his saddle. He seems unaffected by the recent loss of his brother. His armor is still covered by the blood of every foe, for he will not allow it to be polished until his blood adorns it.
Timm Vikary is the only one of the King's Guard to have entered the Joust. They did not doubt his ability was fair, fair greater then theirs in this one skill.
It proved to be a short joust. Timm Vikary unhorsed the Dornish horseman in a single pass. Nemos crashed to the ground unconscious.
Ser Timm Vikary wins the match and advances.
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Post by The Smith on May 22, 2011 22:50:42 GMT -5
The next draw is Dante Rollen vs Lord Dondarion
The two men salute the king, and then ride to their places.
Lord Dondarrion did not take long to knock this free rider from his saddle.
Lord Dondarrion won the match.
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Post by The Smith on May 22, 2011 23:02:06 GMT -5
The next draw is Lord Rhodri Royce vs Ser Uller Brax
The two men salute the king, and then ride to their places.
This rather unknown western Knight gamely faces down Rhodri Redspear, but in a single pass Rhodri sends him home from the competition.
Lord Rhodri Royce advances.
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Post by The Smith on May 22, 2011 23:45:18 GMT -5
The next draw is Ser Arthur Toland vs Lord Danforth Yew
The two men salute the king, and then ride to their places.
Toland rode out slowly, shaking off his nerves.
Yew rode out to trumpets, and waved at the crowd. Then they charged, but before they were close enough to connect, Yew falls off the back of his horse.
Ser Arthur Toland wins, and advances.
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Post by Quenton Baratheon on May 23, 2011 12:27:31 GMT -5
Ser Ronald snorts with laughter as Ser Erik is unhorsed on the first tilt by a monk.
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Post by Marie on May 23, 2011 12:48:06 GMT -5
Ser Arthur bowed from the saddle and waved in salute of his aunt, Lady Viviane Toland, his wife being still at Ghost Hill. Viviane and Eleyna smiled and waved back at him. Arthur trotted off the field in triumph.
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Post by House Dustin on May 23, 2011 12:58:22 GMT -5
Bowen Dustin looks down from his horse at the fallen Harys Haigh and snorts. "Best learn to ride if you want to fight from horseback, Haigh."
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Post by House Frey on May 23, 2011 15:57:11 GMT -5
Ser Haigh chuckles, ignoring the unprovoked jibe. "A stumble of the horse, I will forgive it," he said, standing and patting the horse on the neck. "Good fortunes ahead, Bowen of House Dustin," he nodded to the northman before leading his horse away.
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Post by House Dustin on May 23, 2011 17:26:55 GMT -5
Bowen grumbled as he rode off to the stables.
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Post by The Smith on May 23, 2011 20:55:29 GMT -5
The next draw is Alario Sand vs Ser Josiah Lemonwood the Sour
The two men salute the king, and then ride to their places.
Sand rides hard at Lemonwood, his lance aimed straight at his head. Lemonwood manages to deflect the blow, but it causes his own lance to wobble and miss.
On the second pass Lemonwood cracks a lance on Sand.
On the third pass Sand returns the favor cracking a lance on his opponent.
Sand Capitalizes on the fourth pass when it takes the Sour Lemonwood from his saddle.
Alario Sand wins and advances.
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Post by The Smith on May 23, 2011 22:57:55 GMT -5
The next draw is Ser Ranulf Redwyne vs Hallis Dustin
The two men salute the king, and then ride to their places.
The two heirs ride to their places, and turn. They ready themselves, and charge at one another. Ser Ranulf manages to break a lance, but the Dustin stays a horse.
The second pass goes much the same. Ranulf's lance strikes home, but Dustin clings to his mount.
It takes the third pass for Ranulf to knock this Northman from his mount.
Ser Ranulf Redwyne wins the match and advances.
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Post by Horas on May 23, 2011 23:22:51 GMT -5
Ser Ranulf's armor is easily among the most expensive in the field; a fine tracery of golden vines snakes its way across the plate, and clusters of rubies and amethysts are inlaid in the armor to look like bunches of grapes. Ranulf hands his wineskin to his squire and takes up his lance to joust.
The Redwyne heir laughs with joy at his victory. "Come back after you've been knighted," he calls to his downed opponent, "And maybe you'll stand a chance in this company."
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Hope you all are well and happy.