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Post by The Gambler on Aug 6, 2016 23:05:57 GMT
The old man struggled against the septon, still mounding on the door, voice hoarse from shouting, tears streaming down his face. They could hear quite the commotion within and could make out something inside shatter and cursing.
The tavern was 4 buildings down, though despite the horses riding passed for the bridge and mill, none had yet come out to investigate. From the sound of it, they were enjoying quite a celebration at the expense of the townspeople.
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Aug 6, 2016 23:10:57 GMT
Willem dismounted and grabbed the man at the door himself, seeing that Jared's efforts to calm him were futile, spinning him firmly to face him. "We are here to help you. How many are inside?" he asked, wasting no time. (OOC: Strength 50 if necessary)
As Ser Edmure approached, Willem didn't turn away from the door. "Ser Edmure, some of Lord Vance's smallfolk are being assailed within." he replied. "It would have been dangerous to proceed leaving enemies behind us, to say nothing of our obligation to protect our smallfolk."
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Post by The Gambler on Aug 6, 2016 23:15:08 GMT
"Two," the woman on the ground wailed, as the man was pulled away from the door, sinking to his knees.
Inside the house, a young woman screamed in desperation.
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Aug 6, 2016 23:17:26 GMT
Not prepared to stand by while a woman was raped so Edmure could come to terms with the situation, Willem released the man as gently as he could, drew his blade, and kicked the door as forcefully as he could with the foot that had not just been recently acquainted with Belric's boot.
(Strength 50)
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Post by The Gambler on Aug 6, 2016 23:32:07 GMT
(+1 Strength)
The wooden door shatters on the first kick, the diplomatic mission beginning with a fine start. Within are two armored knights, half dressed. One has his manhood in hand and is watching as the other rapes a girl who could not have seen more than 14 name days on a rickety table that wobbled with each thrust.
"The fuck are you doing?" the man not participated slurred, clearly deep in his cups, the maiden of House Piper on his tabard. "Find your own cunny, I've got next." The other knight, the Smallwood acorns on his surcoat, did not even stop in his efforts to glance over.
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Post by Edwyn Blackfort on Aug 6, 2016 23:34:56 GMT
At the woman's scream, Edmure nodded in approval at Willem's actions.
"Septon Jared. Move these good people out of the way and see what you can do to comfort them. We will see to this."
As he dismounted, he moved up behind Willem battering at the door, drawing his sword. As he did so he signalled to Willas to move the men up to surround the house.
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Aug 6, 2016 23:40:32 GMT
Ser Willem didn't hesitate at the man's confusion, rushing him and attempting to strike him to the head with the flat of his blade.
(One Handed Swords: 85 AND Shield: 30 AND Full Plate: 40)
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Post by Edwyn Blackfort on Aug 6, 2016 23:51:02 GMT
Edmure followed Willem in and as Willem laid into one of the men, Edmure leveled his sword at the other man's throat.
Sword: 81 Shield + Plate Armor
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Post by The Gambler on Aug 7, 2016 5:22:58 GMT
Confusion became alarm as the armored rushed in to attack the men mid-coitus. The Piper knight drew his blade, but it was too slow, Willem's blade catching him in the crook of her arm and biting deep into his chainmail, as he had stripped his plate in preparation of sampling the woman next. His companion, however, had more time to react as Edmure charged him. He threw the woman aside, and flipped the table at the Castellan of Harrenhal, the furniture shattering harmlessly against his plate. (Piper knight takes a Medium Wound. Plate prevents Edmure from taking a Light Wound)
The wounded Piper knight draws a dagger from his belt and charges Willem, his cock still flailing about. If Willem meant to take him alive, he had clearly not received the memo. Wary of the short blade in close quarters, the young Blackfort knight slams the man in the face with his shield to push him back and slashes him, this time deep across the thigh. Dazed from taking a table to the face and his vision obscured by the lowered visor, Edmure can hardly make it out as the Smallwood knight takes up his mace. The wily and half naked man quickly sidesteps his armored foe and caves in a portion of the plate on his right side, breaking a rib beneath. (Piper knight takes another medium wound. Edmure takes a medium wound)
The Piper knight tries to close the distance again, but is met to the point of Willem's sword to this throat, regretting that he had removed his gorget as he died choking on his blood. Edmure swings around at his foe much like Olaf the Bear had as he pestered it, knocking out a few teeth as gauntleted fist and sword pommel crushed his face. He would certainly have to resort to rape if he was going to get women in the future, not that he likely had much future at this juncture. (Piper knight is slain. Enjoy the can of worms you have just opened. Smallwood knight takes a light wound.)
The Smallwood knight caves in another section of Edmure's armor, this time near the kidneys, causing searing almost blinding pain that makes Edmure grit his teeth. He would likely be pissing blood this evening. Willem charges into the fray to assist, slashing the man across the back of the knee. (Edmure takes another Medium Wound. Smallwood knight takes a Light Wound.)
The Smallwood knight continues to batter away at his foe, but cant seem to get the proper windup in his swings at such close quarters fighting two combatants to do further damage. To his credit, he positions himself so Willem is unable to get in a solid swing as well. (No result. Edmure avoids a Light Wound due to plate)
Their foe, apparently none too pleased at being interrupted mid-fuck, fights like a wild man. Edmure raises his shield against the blows and feels two of his fingers break as the Smallwood man's mace threatened to shatter the sturdy oak. As Willem charged him, the man turned, and using both hand, struck the bastard square in the chest. Willem felt two ribs shatter. An inch or two to the left and he would have received the same mortal wound Robert dealt Rhaegar at the Trident. (Edmure takes another Medium Wound. Willem takes a Heavy Wound)
Apparently tired of being battered around by a rapist, Blackfort blades lash out, one slicing the man across the chest and the other his side. (Smallwood knight takes a Light wound and an Average Wound)
Wounded, unarmored, and backed into a corner; the Smallwood knight still manages to fend off the blows of his attackers and is for some reason still fully erect. (No result...somehow)
Finally, perhaps seeing the armed septon and Blackfort guardsmen outside, the knight sees the futility of his situation drops his mace. "I yield!" he declared. (Smallwood knight takes a Light Wound. Despite his amazing luck, he yields. He rolled a 93, a 99, and a 100 during this fight. The man is a legend in my book. Congrats on likely starting a war, you big damn heroes you. Willem is at -15 and Edmure is at -30. For clarification, since you were trying to take them alive, I set a wound amount for when they would surrender. Willem just happened to trigger the deathblow on the Piper before he hit the surrender point.)
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Aug 7, 2016 5:39:40 GMT
Willem looked at the man he had slain, disturbed by the ramifications of what he had done. He had been hoping to take him alive, if perhaps slightly harmed. He looked at Edmure between painful breaths for air.
"I didn't want to kill him." he said with disappointment.
(OOC: Yeah, I understand. The disappointment expressed here was purely Willem's. I was well aware that this was probably a bad idea OOC when I started the fight.)
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Post by Edwyn Blackfort on Aug 7, 2016 6:22:21 GMT
Still breathing heavily, more-so from his fractured rib and with his sword levelled at the Smallwood's knight's throat, Edmure summoned two of the guardsmen.
"Bind and gag him." he said, indicating the Smallwood knight. "I don't care with what. I want him kept in here."
Cursing quietly under his breath, he wondered who the dead man was.
"I know you didn't." he said to Willem. "However this complicates matters. Whatever the case, we need to keep this quiet for as long as possible. Our dead friend needs to stay where he is for the moment."
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Aug 7, 2016 6:31:27 GMT
"Seven Hells this is bad...bad." Willem said, before pulling his wits together slightly. "We won't be able to hide this for long."
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Post by Edwyn Blackfort on Aug 7, 2016 6:56:47 GMT
"He was trespassing on land that didn't belong to him. He was caught in the act of committing a crime against the small-folk of another lord. When caught he resisted arrest." said Edmure firmly, making sure the Smallwood knight heard. "All of that is true, Willem."
For a moment, he wondered if he should kill the Smallwood knight as well. Dead men tell no tales was the old saying. One was dead already. A second would make little difference to the situation....
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Post by The Gambler on Aug 7, 2016 7:04:08 GMT
"These are Lord Smallwood's lands," the knight interjected, likely against good sense, attempting to apply pressure his own wounds. "Annexed in battle, rightfully won before the treaty was signed. You're the ones trespassing and what I do on my lord's lands are none of your fucking concern. Lord Piper is going to have your hide for this when he hears what you did to his man."
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Aug 7, 2016 7:17:35 GMT
Willem turned and looked at the man with fury in his eyes. "Oh, so Lord Smallwood condones the raping of his smallfolk by his own men?"
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