Post by The Great Other on Aug 24, 2012 7:11:34 GMT -5
It was a rainy day in the Fingers, Ser Podrick was dining with his Lord Father and sister, his mother was felling sick and went to bed earlier. The maester entered in the great hall with a letter on his hand.
"My lord, this have just arrived from King's Landing." Said the old men, while he handed the frail paper to Lord Baelish.
Lord Waymer broke the red seal, read for his own, and said out loud. "Well... It's an invitation for the Twin Dragons Binding, there will be a tournament" he looked at Pod. "My son, would you care to go representing me? With your lady mother feeling sick this often I can't let her alone and the roads a very dangerous."
"Yes, my lord, it would be an honor... I just need to practice my jousting, I'm quite rusted." He called for his squire. "Lad, please, set my training equipment and prepare Titan, I'll start training in the morrow as soo as the sun comes up." The steward nodded.
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Pod woke, the sun was shinning that day. He ate some bacon for breakfest and called for his squire, who helped him into his armor. On the Training Grounds a small jousting rink was set up and beside it stood, Ser Jon Lyndely, the castle's master-at-arms, a hell of a jouster and a great friend of Podrick. "Good morning, my lady, are you ready to break some spears?"
"Good morning, Jon, could you just stop calling me 'My Lady'. Is Titan seddled?" Said Pod tired from his half slept night.
"Har! Yes, my lady, that squire of yours went to fetch him." Said grinning, he was fond of grins.
The boy came with a black, big boned and muscular destrier. "Good morning, my baby." Said Pod feeding the beast an apple.
"Get on the horse, my lady, we'll start with the targets and after lunch you'll train against some of your father man and, at last ,myself..."
The Maester, since he had arrived back at Baelish keep, had never beaten Ser Jon on jousting, with his bastard sword he could easily best him butn not on horse back. "Well well, if it's like that I'll let Titan rest until it's time for you to be knocked out..." He turned to his squire "Lad, please fetch me another horse..." The boy gave a grunt but never spoke a word and went for the horse.
In the afternoon he had already broken more than thirty spears against targets and had unhorsed six of his father men. His arse was sore when he got down from the horse after beating the last guardsman. "This was easy. Now comes your true challenge... Boy, please fetch Titan and another horse, and we'll see what my lady is made of." Said the master-at-arms to Podrick's squire, while he got into his armor.
When the boy came back everything was ready, Pod mounted Titan and went to the rink. While Pod was exhausted, Ser Jon was as if he had just woken up. Lances ready and both charged, Podrick tried to aim for the men's head... There was a crack,he felt pain going up his shield arm Well, at least I blocked this first one.... Spears broke, both men still stood on their horses. The squire fetched new spears, and again they charged, this time Pod observated Jon's lance and predicted the blow. Another crack... of only one spear, Pod had missed.
He stopped drank some water... Water, yes, not wine, never wine.
"Tired, my lady?? I see that you're improving your skills, you had never broken so many spears against me... HAR!" Pod stood focused and silent.
The third charge began, he knew what to do. He saw Jon coming closer and closer... He aimed right for his opponent shield arm 'I must try this, if I don't win now, he'll beat me next round', he kicked his horse as hard as he could, Titan exploded in a sudden burst of speed.
The crack this time was the loudest, he felt his arm creeping and his horse under him 'Well at least I didn't fall'... He took his helm off only to see the master-at-arm in the ground. If it wasn't for the horse streght the man would still stand, for he perfectly blocked the lance.
"Well, my lady, I see that you've learned well how to used that monster you call a horse" Said Jon laughing. "And yeah... You're getting better with the lance, certainly you didn't learn this in your books..."
"Thank you, Jon, I need to go rest now if I want to heal my bruises until I leave for the wedding..."
(Podricks Lance moves to Noteworthy)
(Podricks Riding moves to Novice)
"My lord, this have just arrived from King's Landing." Said the old men, while he handed the frail paper to Lord Baelish.
Lord Waymer broke the red seal, read for his own, and said out loud. "Well... It's an invitation for the Twin Dragons Binding, there will be a tournament" he looked at Pod. "My son, would you care to go representing me? With your lady mother feeling sick this often I can't let her alone and the roads a very dangerous."
"Yes, my lord, it would be an honor... I just need to practice my jousting, I'm quite rusted." He called for his squire. "Lad, please, set my training equipment and prepare Titan, I'll start training in the morrow as soo as the sun comes up." The steward nodded.
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Pod woke, the sun was shinning that day. He ate some bacon for breakfest and called for his squire, who helped him into his armor. On the Training Grounds a small jousting rink was set up and beside it stood, Ser Jon Lyndely, the castle's master-at-arms, a hell of a jouster and a great friend of Podrick. "Good morning, my lady, are you ready to break some spears?"
"Good morning, Jon, could you just stop calling me 'My Lady'. Is Titan seddled?" Said Pod tired from his half slept night.
"Har! Yes, my lady, that squire of yours went to fetch him." Said grinning, he was fond of grins.
The boy came with a black, big boned and muscular destrier. "Good morning, my baby." Said Pod feeding the beast an apple.
"Get on the horse, my lady, we'll start with the targets and after lunch you'll train against some of your father man and, at last ,myself..."
The Maester, since he had arrived back at Baelish keep, had never beaten Ser Jon on jousting, with his bastard sword he could easily best him butn not on horse back. "Well well, if it's like that I'll let Titan rest until it's time for you to be knocked out..." He turned to his squire "Lad, please fetch me another horse..." The boy gave a grunt but never spoke a word and went for the horse.
In the afternoon he had already broken more than thirty spears against targets and had unhorsed six of his father men. His arse was sore when he got down from the horse after beating the last guardsman. "This was easy. Now comes your true challenge... Boy, please fetch Titan and another horse, and we'll see what my lady is made of." Said the master-at-arms to Podrick's squire, while he got into his armor.
When the boy came back everything was ready, Pod mounted Titan and went to the rink. While Pod was exhausted, Ser Jon was as if he had just woken up. Lances ready and both charged, Podrick tried to aim for the men's head... There was a crack,he felt pain going up his shield arm Well, at least I blocked this first one.... Spears broke, both men still stood on their horses. The squire fetched new spears, and again they charged, this time Pod observated Jon's lance and predicted the blow. Another crack... of only one spear, Pod had missed.
He stopped drank some water... Water, yes, not wine, never wine.
"Tired, my lady?? I see that you're improving your skills, you had never broken so many spears against me... HAR!" Pod stood focused and silent.
The third charge began, he knew what to do. He saw Jon coming closer and closer... He aimed right for his opponent shield arm 'I must try this, if I don't win now, he'll beat me next round', he kicked his horse as hard as he could, Titan exploded in a sudden burst of speed.
The crack this time was the loudest, he felt his arm creeping and his horse under him 'Well at least I didn't fall'... He took his helm off only to see the master-at-arm in the ground. If it wasn't for the horse streght the man would still stand, for he perfectly blocked the lance.
"Well, my lady, I see that you've learned well how to used that monster you call a horse" Said Jon laughing. "And yeah... You're getting better with the lance, certainly you didn't learn this in your books..."
"Thank you, Jon, I need to go rest now if I want to heal my bruises until I leave for the wedding..."
(Podricks Lance moves to Noteworthy)
(Podricks Riding moves to Novice)