The Tourney at Ashford

Ashford wakes to a thin drizzle of rain. As the morning progresses, the pace of the rain increases and thunder rumbles from the west. By the time of the jousts, a full storm has begun. It tapers away quickly, however, clouds parting to let the sun through in the early afternoo and slowly drying the fields as the day drags on.

As the sun sets, the temperature plummets; breath is visible as people walk around and frost forms on the grass beneath their feet. People huddle close together for warmth around the fires as the night continues with not a cloud in the sky...

Participation at the tournament has driven local prices up; increase the cost of all purchases by 10%.

Events
Late Morning: The Second Break [Jousting], Valar Morghulis [Black Event]
Early Afternoon: Here We Go! [Challenge Event]

Notes

• Any jousters making an attempt to jockey for a position on Day Four need to have their rolls submitted by 8PM Eastern on September 1st
• Any characters submitted by 8PM Eastern on September 1st will be considered to have arrived on Day Three; any submitted after that will always enter play on the next day.

This is Really Starting to Dragon...
"I hear they still haven't found Prince Daeron or Prince Aegon."
"You'd think that would be top priority."
"Prince Maekar seemed really concerned at dinner last night."
"Surely this all just boys being boys, right?"

Dunn Dunn... Dunn Dunn... (Look, it's the Jaws Theme ok?)
"The first day of the tournament is gone and still no Lord Commander Dunn anywhere in sight. I'm surprised the Dunn's aren't panicking yet."

Dunn Worry About It
"Well, it's most certainly a shame that Lord Commander Dunn's retinue is so bloody slow. But he'll be here any minute now, don't you worry."

No Really, Dunn Worry About It
"I'm surprised at people, gossiping about Lord Dunn that way! The man's injured, it's a wonder he can even travel! You'd think they'd have more respect."

Beggars Can't Be Choosers
"Did you hear? Lord Kellington's man servant is trying to drag every woman he can in front of Lord Cedric. They must truly be desperate if they can't even be picky..."

The Reach Remembers
"... I heard Lord Androw was seriously injured after yesterday's joust."
"Aye, that Valeman really did it in for him. They must really know how to train 'em up there."
"Pah! He was just showing off. He didn't have to-"
The two start an argument.

I'll Never Dance With a Hairy Bear
"Did you hear about that fight last night? Some poor serving girl spilled ale all over Lord Baratheon then he yelled at her and... well, you know how things get around the Baratheons. Next thing you knew it, the commons was a brawl. More than a few people got pretty cut up before it was all said and done..."
"You left out the best part!"
"Eh? Which one's that?"
"The one where that little Northerner girl gave some poor sap a good solid hit - don't think he'll be having any children any time soon."
They break out in laughter.