Boros
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Post by Boros on Nov 2, 2016 23:54:50 GMT
"Feckin' shite, here ah go again." Hosted unsheathed his sword with his remaining arm, his palm dripping with sweat. He missed his shield arm, the balance was strange, but he had trained a little back in the castle, getting used to fighting in his new condition.
One Handed Weapons -Swords (+5 Against Leather) 86 Special Small Blades 63 Unarmed 57 Armor -Chain (40 Points)
(Rolling at -20, yay!)
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Nov 3, 2016 5:51:48 GMT
Willem silently drew his blade and ran after Belric toward the gate.
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Post by Ethan Flatrivers on Nov 3, 2016 11:15:38 GMT
The black haired woman who is in her late thirties at most and could hardly be called old leads her fellow innkeeper behind the bar and through a door. Past a second door, Kyle found himself descending stairs into a darkened room. After a moment of adjusting his eyes, he discovered seven leathered men nursing their weapons. Most sat on old barrels, and not a one failed to brandish his weapon upon Kyle's entrance. "Flex..." Hal, in full plate, had the daughter on his knee. Judging from her expression and the location of the man's exposed hand, she was not enjoying her time in the cellar. "What do you make of our guests?" The wife, while attempting to divert her eyes from her child's suffering, lead Kyle to a barrel carefully marked Pinkmaiden. *** Five months ago, there had been a redheaded farmer named Jon, with a fine six acres near Lord Harroway's Town, until Piper men murdered his son, raped both his wife and daughter before him, then left them all for dead after a knife wound to the throat. When he woke, he found a green eyed stranger burying his family for him and feeding the farmer water and what remained of the harvest. Today, that man stood outside the Unlucky Crab, carrying an old sword he took from a caravan guard Hal had beaten to death with his own fists. When the arrow strikes his chest, he cries out in a hoarse voice before turning to face the gate, attempting to draw his sword and open it at the same time. (1 point awarded to Dacey's archery. Heavy Wound to Farmer Jon.) "Taciturn," Flex said, "a bit suspicious, I think. The guards are, anyway." He shrugged and looked at the barrel. "Won't help them tonight, anyway," he continued on casually. "But they do look tired from carrying all them bags..." he jested.
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The Raven
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Post by The Raven on Nov 3, 2016 16:35:54 GMT
The gate guard falls to his knees as the second arrow strikes his lower spine. He holds on for dear life to the gate handle and leans on his sword for support.
(Heavy Wound inflicted. 1 point to Dacey.)
If anyone hears his cry, they make no immediate effort to investigate. The warriors make their way out of the woods and into the cool sunlight. Armor makes the sprint awkward for most of the party, with Jormun reaching the gate first. He finds the bleeding guard sitting against the iron gate. The bandit waves his sword at the Master of Hunt, screaming such memorable lines as "Even if you kill the farmer, the harvest is already sown!" and "Fuck you raw, you perfumed cunt, and the cunt that nursed your cunt lips!" and "Skinner Jon is the voice of the gods, and the gods say, 'We piss on Harrenhal and your entire fucking lot!'"
The gate is quite secure from the inside. A dozen feet away from the gate, Ser Garlan's team of four men begin setting up the two ladders. Another pair of men follow Belric with the heavy oaken battering ram topped with castle forged steel.
(2 Agility points to Jormun. Strength bonuses will be applied for the ramming team, while Agility bonuses will be applied for the climbing team. Belric's Command skill is applied to both.)
***
While Flex works his craft on the wine, several loud noises are heard upstairs. Hal looks up at the ceiling, while slowly picking up Cersei and pushing the girl off his lap. "Sounds like Reggie got impatient with his wine. Grab a cup of the stuff and see that he gets it, if he's still in a drinking mood. Loras, Conner, follow Flex upstairs and hang back in the hallway. If your brother calls out, protect him. The rest of you, out in the yard. Nothing in, nothing out."
Two armored men who are presumably Loras and Conner stand by Flex as the rest climb outside through a second door. The wife joins him too, though her focus is entirely on her child's welfare.
Hal remains downstairs with the daughter, presumably to insure the family's cooperation. Flex notes that he has yet to see Robb himself.
(Flex receives two loyal bodyguards for combat purposes.)
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Post by Ser Willis Blackfort on Nov 3, 2016 17:17:15 GMT
Willis galloped after Belric with a high-pitched whoop, but dismounted to assist with the ram.
(Strength 30)
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Post by Ethan Flatrivers on Nov 3, 2016 18:22:19 GMT
The gate guard falls to his knees as the second arrow strikes his lower spine. He holds on for dear life to the gate handle and leans on his sword for support. (Heavy Wound inflicted. 1 point to Dacey.) If anyone hears his cry, they make no immediate effort to investigate. The warriors make their way out of the woods and into the cool sunlight. Armor makes the sprint awkward for most of the party, with Jormun reaching the gate first. He finds the bleeding guard sitting against the iron gate. The bandit waves his sword at the Master of Hunt, screaming such memorable lines as "Even if you kill the farmer, the harvest is already sown!" and "Fuck you raw, you perfumed cunt, and the cunt that nursed your cunt lips!" and "Skinner Jon is the voice of the gods, and the gods say, 'We piss on Harrenhal and your entire fucking lot!'" The gate is quite secure from the inside. A dozen feet away from the gate, Ser Garlan's team of four men begin setting up the two ladders. Another pair of men follow Belric with the heavy oaken battering ram topped with castle forged steel. (2 Agility points to Jormun. Strength bonuses will be applied for the ramming team, while Agility bonuses will be applied for the climbing team. Belric's Command skill is applied to both.) *** While Flex works his craft on the wine, several loud noises are heard upstairs. Hal looks up at the ceiling, while slowly picking up Cersei and pushing the girl off his lap. "Sounds like Reggie got impatient with his wine. Grab a cup of the stuff and see that he gets it, if he's still in a drinking mood. Loras, Conner, follow Flex upstairs and hang back in the hallway. If your brother calls out, protect him. The rest of you, out in the yard. Nothing in, nothing out." Two armored men who are presumably Loras and Conner stand by Flex as the rest climb outside through a second door. The wife joins him too, though her focus is entirely on her child's welfare. Hal remains downstairs with the daughter, presumably to insure the family's cooperation. Flex notes that he has yet to see Robb himself. (Flex receives two loyal bodyguards for combat purposes.) Flex finished doctoring the wine. The assault should be coming any time now, he thought to himself. Just buy some more time... "Hey Hal," he said with a jovial grin, "no offense to the missus here, but Ser Reggie's mood is apt to be a bit brighter if he's seeing a flower a bit closer to bloom." He nods his head toward the daughter. "Loras and Conner and I can make sure she only uses her mouth the way the gods intended." He gestured to the two. "Right boys?" Charm 34
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Post by Lord Belric Blackfort on Nov 3, 2016 19:36:03 GMT
"Archers to the tops of the ladders." Belric ordered, taking a place next to the battering ram. He lifted it with his men, a soldier to his core. "Bring down the gates!"
(Strength: 42)
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Vex
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Post by Vex on Nov 4, 2016 20:58:30 GMT
Seeing as the sentinel was likely incapacitated and stealth a foreign concept to House Blackfort, Dacey started towards the ladders with the others, drawing another arrow on the way in case someone required one.
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Boros
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Post by Boros on Nov 4, 2016 21:31:43 GMT
Hoster couldn't help with the ram, and neither could he climb a ladder. So he decided to do what he did best while drunk: shout like a madmen at everyone else.
"Go on ye lazy buggers! Ah wanna see those sexy muscles flexin'." Hoster might have lost his eye and arm, but his drunken roaring was still as pristine as ever. He slapped a couple buttocks with the flat of his sword. "Ram tha' gate like ah used re ram yer mothers' dirty cunts."
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The Raven
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Post by The Raven on Nov 5, 2016 19:37:02 GMT
Hal shook his head while stroking the girl's neck. "Never had a mother, Flex? Don't you know a mother will do far more to protect her child than an ungrateful brat will do for their kin? It's nature. Like when deer suddenly grow teeth on behalf of their spawn. Now go, before the harvest is spoiled."
***
Dacey makes it up the ladder first, and is the first to see the Unlucky Crab itself. The old Honeyspoon estate is much larger than the Blackforts were lead to believe, sprawled across five acres. The great hall area has been converted into a tavern, but the rest of the small, squatting keep is as uninviting as ever. The place is in dire need of upkeep, with shutters torn from the windows and the local flora having claimed most of the land.
Below her, she recognizes the corpse of one of Ser Reggie's men by the stables, the stab wound in his neck quite obvious even from this distance. There is no sign of the horse bearing the tax money.
Two men in leather appear from around the house, apparently patrolling the grounds. One of them spies Dacey atop the wall, and alerts his companion. The second man draws his bow, and attempts to take aim and fire at Dacey.
Instead, while balanced on a ladder and wall, Dacey strikes the archer in the leg with her own arrow. She knows that his screams will call the rest of his gang to their location.
Belric's team manages to knock the gate down a few seconds later.
(2 Strength to Belric, 2 Agility, 1 Observation, and 1 Archery to Dacey, Medium Wound to Ronnel, who can kiss his future as a water dancer goodbye. Access gained to the grounds. Stables are near the gate, should someone want more mobility. Two healthy horses are available, as well several sicker ones.)
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Post by Lord Belric Blackfort on Nov 6, 2016 3:25:36 GMT
Having taken down the gates, Belric and his company tossed the ram aside. He pounded his steel fist against his chest and rolled his right shoulder, ensuring the links in his armor were free. "Cocks out," he growled, drawing his sword from its sheath. He gave the signal to Ser Garlan, ordering the men up and over the walls.
Belric turned and nodded to his brother and his cousins, felling strength in the family surrounding him. Not to mention Dacey, who was an army unto herself. She had already elapsed them in kills. "Let's not let Dacey have all the fun." He said, grinning wickedly beneath his helm before entering the property.
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Nov 6, 2016 4:04:51 GMT
Ser Willem followed Belric through the gate, looking for the nearest man to lay into. He didn't shout any kind of praise of House Blackfort as he charged into battle lest Hoster, who he was pretty sure was in the vicinity, mistakenly believe he was proud of his heritage.
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Vex
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Post by Vex on Nov 6, 2016 10:16:12 GMT
Dacey was quite comfortable up on the "wall" as long as there were targets out in the open. It was a great spot for stealing everyone's kills.
Feeling a little strain in her back from her injuries, though it did not show, she drew and released another arrow at the other guard, figuring the others would do a quick job of the one she'd injured. Besides, they needed some of them alive.
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Boros
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Post by Boros on Nov 6, 2016 11:52:21 GMT
Hoster had already emptied his 'witty remarks pocket' for the evening. With nothing else to say, he raised his remaining arm and charged with the rest.
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Post by Ethan Flatrivers on Nov 6, 2016 12:13:01 GMT
Hal shook his head while stroking the girl's neck. "Never had a mother, Flex? Don't you know a mother will do far more to protect her child than an ungrateful brat will do for their kin? It's nature. Like when deer suddenly grow teeth on behalf of their spawn. Now go, before the harvest is spoiled." *** Dacey makes it up the ladder first, and is the first to see the Unlucky Crab itself. The old Honeyspoon estate is much larger than the Blackforts were lead to believe, sprawled across five acres. The great hall area has been converted into a tavern, but the rest of the small, squatting keep is as uninviting as ever. The place is in dire need of upkeep, with shutters torn from the windows and the local flora having claimed most of the land. Below her, she recognizes the corpse of one of Ser Reggie's men by the stables, the stab wound in his neck quite obvious even from this distance. There is no sign of the horse bearing the tax money. Two men in leather appear from around the house, apparently patrolling the grounds. One of them spies Dacey atop the wall, and alerts his companion. The second man draws his bow, and attempts to take aim and fire at Dacey. Instead, while balanced on a ladder and wall, Dacey strikes the archer in the leg with her own arrow. She knows that his screams will call the rest of his gang to their location. Belric's team manages to knock the gate down a few seconds later. (2 Strength to Belric, 2 Agility, 1 Observation, and 1 Archery to Dacey, Medium Wound to Ronnel, who can kiss his future as a water dancer goodbye. Access gained to the grounds. Stables are near the gate, should someone want more mobility. Two healthy horses are available, as well several sicker ones.) This plan was getting shakier by the second, and Flex led the woman up the stairs with his two pets in tow. "Keep out of sight," he told the two armored men. "I'll call you when we need you. Best keep this quiet." He ran his mind through all his bad options as they walked into the great hall.
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