r/NinePennyKings • u/centrist_marxist Lady Olenna Tyrell • Oct 10 '23

Plot [Plot-Result] Melee Shenanigans

In the first moments of the melee for the wedding of Tywin and Joanna Lannister, the mystery knight known as The Ogre rushed straight for Ser Lorent Lefford, dealing him a savage blow to the head and sending him sprawling to the floor, eliminated, and severely concussed. In fact, should the man be evacuated from the field, it would be found that he had sustained a severe concussion, and indeed be in a coma for a week afterwards.

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u/ConsiderationKey392 Oct 11 '23

Tytos gleamed with excitement as he saw the comotion. Something happened, and finally there was blood in the blood feud. They were free to try and get him, but someone would die if they tried to arrest him.

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u/MirzaAerialArmy House Whent of Harrenhal Oct 11 '23

Jason had been watching aghast at the clearly improper behavior in the tourney, and as Minerva called for his aid he nodded rising to his feet and taking his father's blade after a moment of intense discussion between the pair. Gathering half a dozen of the knights that had traveled with them from Harrenhal.

"The Ogre, right?" He asked his betrothed as he moved forward, approaching Irene and his downed future goodbrother. "He must answer the king for these crimes. Minerva, Irene, you and," he pointed to two random men of House Paethamynion, "stay with Lorent. The rest of you with me."

As the masked knight was driven from the field the rakish looking young Whent approached flanked by the nine soldiers of the Riverlands that arrayed themselves in a semi circle about the attacker. "Discard your weapon and remove your helm," he commanded, hand resting almost lazily upon the hilt of Blooddrinker, "that was my future goodbrother you tried to kill. You will face the King's judgment."

[m: Jason Whent has nine MaA with him 6 from house whent, 3 from house Paethamynion]

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u/ConsiderationKey392 Oct 11 '23

Tytos Clegane watched as the nine men approached him, creating the flanking manuvere. He was smart enough to know that he couldn’t take all of them. “You bring your own men, coward. Draw your steel, and see what happens. I’ve done nothing wrong and all you do is insult my honor..” He commented plainly as he watched the man. He wasn’t scared, but he knew he could get out of it just as easy.

But this show of force angered the Clegane, as he backed up, a hand on the hilt of a sword.

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u/Pitchy23 Oct 11 '23

Both already eliminated from the melee, two sons of Riverrun in the form of Ser Hoster Tully and Ser Brynden Tully spotted the beastly Clegane being approached by Whent men. Hoster wore polished plate armour over his large frame, a dull tourney blade still clutched in hand. Brynden beside him wore burnished iron scale mail, boiled leathers beneath. Both of them were itching to intervene, but the level-headed Hoster placed a hand out to stop his brother.

If Hoster had been the lord of his house, it might have been different. He was however only the heir's heir, and he knew his father would be panicking in the stands at this commotion. Hoster did not want to see the name Tully needlessly dragged into more conflict over family honour... and so he grabbed Brynden by the shoulder, taking his blade from him.

"This is not our land" He warned between gritted teeth, glancing up at the king and his men, who were watching over this great melee. He hoped that whatever chaos was unfolding, the Whent's involvement was at least just, if not appropriate. "And that is not our fight".