Post by Balon Blackbriar on Jun 26, 2019 20:09:21 GMT 1
Blackfyre, Redtusk, Titus (who was in need of a nickname), Roland Cordwayner. These knights were the titans of the jousting world. They were expected to make the last rounds and anything less from them would be seen as a failure. It was no surprise they'd made the quarterfinals at Whitewalls and if Balon gambled, he'd bet a fair sum of coin on Ser Daemon winning it all.
There were some surprises for the last eight, Balon being one of them. After his poor showing at Highgarden Balon was thrilled to make the quarter finals especially after his hard fought victory against Ser Preston Oakheart. Exuberant but exhausted Balon mounted his courser and paraded onto the field, a fresh tabard covering the new nicks and dents on his full plate from the morning's melee. Balon found Lady Lyanna Florent and dipped his banner to her knowing full well this might be his last tilt.
Across the field was Ser Aerion Flowers, a noble knight and former squire to Lord Leo Tyrell. He was also the brother of Laena who Balon had spent the better part of a day trying to fuck into unconsciousness. Almost did it. Balon chuckled at fate. I wonder how he'd joust if he knew what I did to her. Better yet what she did to me. Dipping his lance in respect to Ser Aerion, Balon waited for the horn to sound.
*Tactics posted in private thread.
PR: 19
AR: 10
HP: 12/12
F/I/W: 4/2/0
Full Plate
Superior Courser
There were some surprises for the last eight, Balon being one of them. After his poor showing at Highgarden Balon was thrilled to make the quarter finals especially after his hard fought victory against Ser Preston Oakheart. Exuberant but exhausted Balon mounted his courser and paraded onto the field, a fresh tabard covering the new nicks and dents on his full plate from the morning's melee. Balon found Lady Lyanna Florent and dipped his banner to her knowing full well this might be his last tilt.
Across the field was Ser Aerion Flowers, a noble knight and former squire to Lord Leo Tyrell. He was also the brother of Laena who Balon had spent the better part of a day trying to fuck into unconsciousness. Almost did it. Balon chuckled at fate. I wonder how he'd joust if he knew what I did to her. Better yet what she did to me. Dipping his lance in respect to Ser Aerion, Balon waited for the horn to sound.
*Tactics posted in private thread.
PR: 19
AR: 10
HP: 12/12
F/I/W: 4/2/0
Full Plate
Superior Courser
