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Post by Ser Edwyn Ryswell on Jul 23, 2016 19:31:50 GMT -8
Edwyn watches with pursed lips before standing up, nodfing to lord Tymber with a quick "my lord", and following Lord Perk out the door. He catches up to Lord Perk, and he get visibly startled at Edwyn's presence, "Ser..." he says, staring at his feet Edwyn gives him a slight bow and returns his greeting. "My lord." After a second he continues "I'm very sorry about what happened to Holden."
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Post by DM on Jul 25, 2016 15:19:01 GMT -8
He catches up to Lord Perk, and he get visibly startled at Edwyn's presence, "Ser..." he says, staring at his feet Edwyn gives him a slight bow and returns his greeting. "My lord." After a second he continues "I'm very sorry about what happened to Holden." He nods quickly, "Hmmm.... oh yes, I- thank you." he stays quiet for a few seconds, "It was my fault, my son... and daughters... dead, because I thought that a garrison of twenty men would be enough." he shakes his head, "My wife... my fault too. She hung herself after we received word. My fault." he cracks his knuckles, "and now Lord Tymber is stripping me of my titles and lands. Salting the wound." they continue walking in awkward silence. They come upon the large camp housing the Westwoods forces. Before they enter Perk looks to Edwyn, "When you ride out... may I come. I wish to die, ser. I see no fitter way than to be cut down by the brutes that condemned me anyways."
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Post by Ser Edwyn Ryswell on Jul 28, 2016 21:19:14 GMT -8
Edwyn gives him a slight bow and returns his greeting. "My lord." After a second he continues "I'm very sorry about what happened to Holden." He nods quickly, "Hmmm.... oh yes, I- thank you." he stays quiet for a few seconds, "It was my fault, my son... and daughters... dead, because I thought that a garrison of twenty men would be enough." he shakes his head, "My wife... my fault too. She hung herself after we received word. My fault." he cracks his knuckles, "and now Lord Tymber is stripping me of my titles and lands. Salting the wound." they continue walking in awkward silence. They come upon the large camp housing the Westwoods forces. Before they enter Perk looks to Edwyn, "When you ride out... may I come. I wish to die, ser. I see no fitter way than to be cut down by the brutes that condemned me anyways." "My lord, as far as I'm concerned, you're free to do as you please. If you wish to accompany me and my men, even if it means dying a warrior's death, I won't stop you." Edwyn replies.
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Post by DM on Jul 28, 2016 21:24:58 GMT -8
He nods quickly, "Hmmm.... oh yes, I- thank you." he stays quiet for a few seconds, "It was my fault, my son... and daughters... dead, because I thought that a garrison of twenty men would be enough." he shakes his head, "My wife... my fault too. She hung herself after we received word. My fault." he cracks his knuckles, "and now Lord Tymber is stripping me of my titles and lands. Salting the wound." they continue walking in awkward silence. They come upon the large camp housing the Westwoods forces. Before they enter Perk looks to Edwyn, "When you ride out... may I come. I wish to die, ser. I see no fitter way than to be cut down by the brutes that condemned me anyways." "My lord, as far as I'm concerned, you're free to do as you please. If you wish to accompany me and my men, even if it means dying a warrior's death, I won't stop you." Edwyn replies. He smiles, "Good... this is the best news I've received as of yet." he waves him on and they enter the camp. After they gather the hundred men, all mounted, they prepare to ride out. Jon, Edric and Lord Perk ride up beside Edwyn. "Are you ready to go, ser?" Perk asks.
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Post by Ser Edwyn Ryswell on Jul 28, 2016 22:02:40 GMT -8
"My lord, as far as I'm concerned, you're free to do as you please. If you wish to accompany me and my men, even if it means dying a warrior's death, I won't stop you." Edwyn replies. He smiles, "Good... this is the best news I've received as of yet." he waves him on and they enter the camp. After they gather the hundred men, all mounted, they prepare to ride out. Jon, Edric and Lord Perk ride up beside Edwyn. "Are you ready to go, ser?" Perk asks. "Yes, my lord." Edwyn replies before calling out to the men, "Men, ready yourselves, for we march on Holden! We'll teach those murdering bastards not to mess with the Westwoods and the crown!"
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Post by DM on Jul 28, 2016 22:13:32 GMT -8
He smiles, "Good... this is the best news I've received as of yet." he waves him on and they enter the camp. After they gather the hundred men, all mounted, they prepare to ride out. Jon, Edric and Lord Perk ride up beside Edwyn. "Are you ready to go, ser?" Perk asks. "Yes, my lord." Edwyn replies before calling out to the men, "Men, ready yourselves, for we march on Holden! We'll teach those murdering bastards not to mess with the Westwoods and the crown!" They march for holden. [New Thread]
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