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Post by Daemon Waters on Jan 13, 2014 12:07:17 GMT -5
Arenya arms drops slightly as she grunts from the blow. Raising it again she still refuses to yield to him. (OOC: it's fine,  Keep going) |
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Jan 13, 2014 12:29:08 GMT -5
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Jan 13, 2014 12:29:08 GMT -5
Brandon looked at Arenya as blood was visible outside her armor.
"So you are willing to die for this?" He asked menacingly.
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Post by Daemon Waters on Jan 13, 2014 12:33:34 GMT -5
She knelt on her sword and saw her fingers tinted with her blood as she looked at them. He could hear her breathing heavily under the visor as it floated on the cold night air in streams.
This is what he wanted to make her quit to make her request a mockery. To make her a joke, she refused to let this happen. Even if she didn't win, she would not lay down unless he put her down. She clenched her jaw and answered him".... Yes!!!" Raising her sword in an effort to attack him, not to defend this time.
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Jan 13, 2014 13:19:38 GMT -5
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Jan 13, 2014 13:19:38 GMT -5
OOC: Brandon will pull all his blows so they are no higher than light and will attempt to stop combat after this round.
Brandon parried and backpedaled at Arenya's explosion of violence.
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Post by Vhagar on Jan 13, 2014 13:34:38 GMT -5
Round 2
Arenya strikes hard, as her fury spurs her onwards, but the Lord Commander is an extremely skilled warrior. He manages to move aside enough so that she strikes him only a glancing blow. Had he not been so quick, it seems that she would have dealt a blow to end the duel.
Round 3
Arenya's near success makes her cocky. She darts forward too speedily. The Lord Commander parries almost lazily and strikes her a heavy blow to her thigh that makes her slip and fall down.
Light hit to Arenya
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Jan 13, 2014 13:55:24 GMT -5
"That's enough!" Brandon said in a booming command voice, as he lowered his hood.
"Training blades are well enough, but I needed to see how far you were willing to go." He looked at the bloodied woman before him as he sheathed his sword and extended his hand to help her to her feet.
"See the Maester for healing, and while you are there have him shave your head and give you bandages to hold down your bosom. If we're going to be skirting the Andal law on you being a knight, we will at least try to make you LOOK like one. After that, bath, change and meet me in the tower."
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Post by Daemon Waters on Jan 13, 2014 14:05:28 GMT -5
Arenya knew she was beaten by her brother but smiled tiredly at his words. She took his hand,"Cut my.....", she almost questioned him but stopped. Bandages for her bosom, she looked at him questionably, but still did not say anything. Arenya listened to all of his orders and then answered,"Yes Lord Commander."
She departed to the Maester to begin her journey to becoming a Kingsguard.
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Post by Daemon Waters on Feb 6, 2014 10:31:50 GMT -5
/////
Dressed in her practice gear, Arenya waited for Brandon. She sat on a nearby bench, eating an apple and watching the clouds.
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 6, 2014 13:47:16 GMT -5
Brandon entered, moving with a purposes towards Arenya.
"I'm glad to see someone still has their appetite." he said drolly.
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Post by Daemon Waters on Feb 6, 2014 13:52:23 GMT -5
"There has never been nothing wrong with my appetite", she chuckled. "Just my judgement at times."
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 6, 2014 13:58:59 GMT -5
"You speak the truth, not always a virtue, it seems," he said coldly, "We need to go over your swearing of the oath, there can be no mistakes, and no embarassments."
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Post by Daemon Waters on Feb 6, 2014 14:05:59 GMT -5
"Blame it on my not-so royal upbringing", she smirked.
Poor Lord Commander. all seriousness, but she couldn't really blame him. If she messed this up, his life and hers would be forfeit just as sport for Maegor. "Alright", she nodded,"let us begin... Although I thought we were going to knock each other around a bit."
"But the oath is more important."
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 6, 2014 14:07:06 GMT -5
"It is. Do you know the words,' he asked.
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Post by Daemon Waters on Feb 6, 2014 14:13:00 GMT -5
"I know some of it", she nodded,"but not all.. I know I have to protect the King from harm or threat.."
"To follow the orders the King, other royals and the Hand and Small Council."
"Serve at the King's pleasure, protect his honor and name.."
She smirked again with the last line,"And maintain chastity."
"Was that enough?"
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 6, 2014 14:19:32 GMT -5
Brandon scowled, "do you find something about that humorous?" he asked.
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Post by Daemon Waters on Feb 6, 2014 14:26:35 GMT -5
"Yes, I did." Arenya looked at him,"Only that I am a woman, I have no choice but to keep my chasisty in a brotherbood of men."
"It's just ironic, is all."
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 6, 2014 14:34:14 GMT -5
"We all have to keep our chastity, your sex does not play into it." Brandon scowled.
"The words are as follows...
I swear to ward the king with all my strength, to give my blood for his.
I swear to obey His commands and keep His secrets.
I swear to defend His honor and serve at His pleasure.
I will never flee, nor falter in my duty.
I shall take no wife, hold no lands, and father no children.
I pledge to His Grace my life and honor, until the day that I die."
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Post by Daemon Waters on Feb 6, 2014 14:42:38 GMT -5
She listened and then spoke,"Can I recite that to say that I will take no husband or bare any children?"
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 6, 2014 14:56:09 GMT -5
Brandon considered thoughtfully for a moment.
"If you can't say it with a straight face, it seems unlikely others will hear it without a straight face, and it risks inviting mockery. On the other hand, if you alter the words, it risks drawing attention to your status, which is also undesired." He bite his lip.
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Post by Daemon Waters on Feb 6, 2014 15:03:56 GMT -5
"I can say it with a straight face", she grinned. "And we're trying to conceal something that will be known soon enough."
"But I do understand the concern..."
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 6, 2014 15:13:24 GMT -5
"Well I'm pleased to see you understand the concern," The Lord Commander growled, "Do you have plate mail and a helm?" He asked.
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Post by Daemon Waters on Feb 6, 2014 15:17:21 GMT -5
"Of course, it should be back from the Smithy by now. Highly polished and shining."
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 6, 2014 15:27:45 GMT -5
"Then that's what you'll wear. You'll kneel before his grace, and say the words. The same words all your Brothers will have spoken since there was a Kingsguard. When you're done, you'll stand, bow and depart, with your head up. If his grace asks you any direct questions, you'll answer them, as shortly and concisely as you can. You'll say, and you'll do NOTHING else, no matter what provocations or heckles we might receive from the courtiers." Brandon said sternly. "Clear?"
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Post by Daemon Waters on Feb 6, 2014 15:41:11 GMT -5
"Crystal clear, Lord Commander", she nodded.
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 6, 2014 15:43:18 GMT -5
Brandon grunted, then strode over to the arms rack, picked up two blunted blades, and deftly tossed one to the Princess-Knight.
"On guard then," he said, raising his blade in salute.
(OOC: Master: Long Blades)
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Keep going)
all alone and also really bored