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Post by Roland Cordwayner on Apr 30, 2019 13:22:54 GMT 1
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Post by Addam Velaryon on Apr 30, 2019 13:32:29 GMT 1
I need to get my eyes fixed lol!
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Post by Balon Blackbriar on May 1, 2019 6:45:08 GMT 1
Starting HP 10/12 based on Father's explanation. AR:10 CD: 14 (17) HP: 8/12, Tough F/I/W: 1/0/0 Passive Fighting: 24 (FTG 5, Long Blade 3, Superior Lg. Sword.) Superior Plate, Superior Long Sword, Superior Large Shield Balon was knocked to the ground but instead of trying to stand he swung ineffectively at Ser Addam's legs. Phase 2, Lovely Lyanna, Melee R1 vs Addam, Standard Attack + Aim: 9d6k4+1 18, 1 DoS, No DamageWill spend Fatigue to ignore AP on Addam's next attack. |
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Post by Addam Velaryon on May 1, 2019 10:52:53 GMT 1
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Post by Balon Blackbriar on May 1, 2019 21:03:26 GMT 1
AR:10 CD: 14 (9) HP: 6/12, Tough F/I/W: 2/0/0 Passive Fighting: 24 (FTG 5, Long Blade 3, Superior Lg. Sword.) Superior Plate, Superior Long Sword, Superior Large Shield GA: Phase 2, Lovely Lyanna, Melee R2 vs. Addam, Reckless Attack: 9d6k5+1 28, 4 DoSDamage: 20-11 AR = 9 DamageFuck it. Balon thought to himself. Let Addam have Delia Hewett, I want Lyanna. Though fighting at a disadvantage Balon put all his might behind his swing hitting his friend hard in the side. He had greatly exposed himself to a counterattack but prayed Addam would relent. |
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Post by Addam Velaryon on May 1, 2019 22:14:55 GMT 1
And there it was. The olaf had opened himself up and victory was all Addam's, but he never saw Balon's swing coming. The next thing he new, he was knock to the ground as Balon's haymaker caught him right in the ribs. It was long before Balon was on top of him, his dagger inches from his face. "I yield!" Balon got him. he had lost. "I yield." The words somehow tasted worst the second time.
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Post by Balon Blackbriar on May 2, 2019 6:20:53 GMT 1
Fortune must have favored Balon because he had no expectation that the blow he delivered would ring so true. When Addam fell he wasted no time scrambling on top of him forcing him to yield. The victory felt hollow with how he'd jousted, using Addam's nobility against him. He stood and offered a hand to Addam, helping him to his feet. He leaned in and whispered, "If it makes you feel any better I'll tell you how wet her cunny gets." His laugh was loud and he slapped his friend on the shoulder. "Drinks on me. And don't even *think* about paying me a ransom. Lady Lyanna's favor is more valuable than your horse and armor."
Removing his helm Balon moved to Lyanna and bowed to her. "My lady." he charismatic smile beaming for all to see.
Consequence of Yield: Simple Defeat
Waiving Ransom.
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Post by Father on May 2, 2019 11:11:45 GMT 1
Lyanna seems to have preferred Addam, but Balon is not a bad substitute, just not someone her uncle would let her marry, so not her first choice. He had helped saved cousin Lyanna and cousin Aladore, so she would happily have him as her champion, especially if she really needed one, but ribbons were meant for romance, and this they could not have.
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Post by Addam Velaryon on May 2, 2019 16:32:07 GMT 1
“Thank you for offering Ser. Lord Reynald will need someone to confirm I consummated the marriage, and I can think of no one better to sit back and watch as I preform my first duty as her husband.” There dual had been exhilarating, much more then anything he felt chasing Delia. Who knows, perhaps Addam could be just as unpredictable as his cousin.
“A drink it is then! You can teach me how to swing like an Aurochs and I can teach you how to properly win a lady’s heart.”
He gave one last bow to Lady Lyanna before leaving the lists, his head swimming with uncertainty. Atleast he will still have a chance to crown her the Queen of Love and Beauty.
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