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Post by Jory Farice on Oct 29, 2012 16:38:02 GMT -5
(For sake of minor events that may take place between areas, we have this!)
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Post by Jory Farice on Oct 29, 2012 16:38:33 GMT -5
A singer walks down the streets, strumming his harp as he walks along. I'm too bloody rusty with this thing, but it should surpass.
"A bear there was, A bear, A BEAR! All black and brown, And covered with hair!" he sang.
As good a song to start with as any, I suppose.
"Oh come they said, Oh come to the fair! The fair? said he, But I'm a bear! All black and brown, And covered in hair!"
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Leman Harlaw
Landed Knight
"Our enemies the harvest"
Posts: 236
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Post by Leman Harlaw on Oct 29, 2012 16:46:21 GMT -5
Leman was walking back to the Red Keep, two of his men behind him. They had caught up too late, but at least they had recovered his axe.
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Post by zeubercat on Oct 29, 2012 16:50:06 GMT -5
Jory rolls 133 harp (93+40)
His voice is somewhat lacking, but the music floating off the strings of Jory's harp are like choirs of angels. It rings throughout the streets, and occasional passerby stops and listens to it. Overall, quite a memorable performance, if not a legendary one.
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Post by Jory Farice on Oct 29, 2012 17:02:11 GMT -5
Jory smiled at the people and bowed his head to them, he continued working on his voice as he moved through the streets. Eventually, he passed by a group of men, carrying one other, who seemed a bit beaten up.
"Good work, lads," he called over to them, "continue making King's Landing safe for us all." He laughed and continued walking, trying to memorize all the songs he had learned before leaving.
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Post by zeubercat on Oct 29, 2012 17:16:39 GMT -5
A man staggered drunkenly up to him. "Your thinging was horrible." He was obviously trying to pick a fight.
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Post by Jory Farice on Oct 29, 2012 17:17:50 GMT -5
Jory frowned, "Well, not much I can do about that, good ser. You may want to sit down before you trip over something."
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Post by zeubercat on Oct 29, 2012 17:19:17 GMT -5
The man frowns, than gives up all semblance of civility, stepping forward and throwing an unskilled punch at Jory.
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Post by Jory Farice on Oct 29, 2012 17:24:17 GMT -5
Jory steps back to dodge the punch.
[Athletics Roll]
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Post by zeubercat on Oct 29, 2012 17:24:39 GMT -5
OOC: Harlaw the punch is for Jory
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Post by zeubercat on Oct 29, 2012 17:27:11 GMT -5
Round One
Drunk Man rolls 2 Unarmed (2+No Bonus)
Jory rolls 158 Athletics (88+70)
The punch hits air. The man roars, draws a dagger, and charges Jory.
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Post by Jory Farice on Oct 29, 2012 17:32:57 GMT -5
"Seven hells," Jory held his harp in one arm and reached for his sword with the other, but it was not there. "Lad, help me," he yelled over to the leader of the other men, starting to run away from the other man.
[Roll Athletics]
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Post by zeubercat on Oct 29, 2012 17:39:15 GMT -5
OOC: Now Harlaw can join in. Sorry for not having him earlier. Also join chat.
Round Three
Man rolls 112 (52+60)
Jory rolls 103 (33+70)
Jory jumps back, but the man is expecting this. He compensates for it slightly, and Jory is grazed across the shoulder, cutting his clothing but not his skin.
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Post by Jory Farice on Oct 29, 2012 17:42:50 GMT -5
"SEVEN HELLS, I HAVE TO BE PRESENTABLE!!" Jory continues running.
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Leman Harlaw
Landed Knight
"Our enemies the harvest"
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Post by Leman Harlaw on Oct 29, 2012 17:44:58 GMT -5
"He was fine". Shifting the weight of the body on his shoulder his meaty paw flashes out and catches the mans other hand. Leman and his men glare at the man. (Roll intimidation) (Roll unarmed)
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