[D2 LM] The First Break: Joust Main Event Observation

[Maester Oswell]

Oswell watched Ser Androw slowly losing the match taking punishing strike after strike until he could take no more punishment and was defeated.

There was courage in not yielding, that was true, but the body was only designed to take so much trauma before it shut down and it appeared that was exactly what had happened.

This could be serious, Oswell thought to himself. Best see what preparations the Home House has made to look after the wounded.

/exit

[Kaliya Redding]

Martin's eyes, a grey flecked with blue, flickered over as the young woman approached. "You may. Please." He gestured with one hand, strangely graceful. He half rose as she moved to sit, politely waiting until she was seated before lowering himself once more.

For a time, then, he is silent, his serious expression and his focus on the assembling knights discouraging conversation. Finally, though, he relents a bit, glancing at Kaliya again. "Ser Martin Tremaine, at your service."

The late morning sun favours the exotic young woman, her golden skin glowing, enhanced by the tones of her sheer, golden yellow dress. Her black hair shines in silky waves. Her first two words may have not have been quite enough for him to notice anything strange, but when she speaks again, her accent is strong, "well met Serr Marrtin," the Rs trilling from the tip of her tongue, "forrgive me, but yourr name is not familiarr to me. Wherre have you trravelled frrom, Serr knight?"

[Gwenyth Snow]

Unheeding and uncaring about proper protocol, Gwen had squeezed herself forward to front of the spectators' area to get a good look at the jousting. The fast-paced action of the mounted knights was more than enough to make her forget about the fact that she had to dress up for the occassion.

[Martin Tremaine]

The late morning sun favours the exotic young woman, her golden skin glowing, enhanced by the tones of her sheer, golden yellow dress. Her black hair shines in silky waves. Her first two words may have not have been quite enough for him to notice anything strange, but when she speaks again, her accent is strong, "well met Serr Marrtin," the Rs trilling from the tip of her tongue, "forrgive me, but yourr name is not familiarr to me. Wherre have you trravelled frrom, Serr knight?"

The exotic accent draws a second look from Martin, his grey eyes curious, although not to the point of rudeness. "Redwall, milady, in Westerlands. And yourself?" His voice was deep and just a little rough, but rather quiet.

His eyes lingered a few more moments, before going back to the assembly at the front. "Is there a jouster that you favor?" He asked in the same tone, quiet and polite. His expression doesn't seem to change much as he speaks, although his eyes, and the faint lines around them, seem to consequently put in extra work to be expressive.

[Kaliya Redding]

His soft voice is pleasant, and she finds herself wondering what he might sound like in the middle of the night, deep and rough on her ear, and she shivers a little. "I do not have a jousterr to favourr in today's lists. Tomorrow, perrhaps."

As to his other question, "I am frrom a little town on the coast of the Summerr Sea, nearr Starrfall."

[Talieas Corbray]

With Warryn's victory Talieas was up on his feet and cheering. Loudly.

"Warryn, Warryn, WARRYN!"

Full of cheer he was quick to leave the stands to head toward where the young Wydman heir would be headed to congratulate him in person.

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[Cassana Algood]

"It is quite exciting," Cassana mused with little enthusiasm. She took a seat once more and looked to both Forrester siblings.

[Arwyn Forrester]

She nods a little toward Marqus, then chuckles a little, eyes flicking toward Cassana. "We've met Ser Wydman, at least, so it's nice to see someone we know of win." She looks over to her brother with raised eyebrows. "Gives you an idea what you might be looking forward to, though." She nods to where the man on the ground was.

[Kevan Dunn]

Kevan would have cheered the Reachman so he stayed mostly quiet and observant of the way Warryn had delivered his victory. He was still unoccupied by conversation.

[Kaelyn Dunn]

Kaelyn made it in plenty of time to see Ser Wydman ride. She'd promised to cheer for him and she was a girl of her word. Climbing, she decided to take a seat that wasn't quite so near where everyone else had gathered. Tomas might join her and she, herself, didn't care for crowds. When Ser Wydman took the victory, she got to her feet and clapped.

[Desmond Terrick]

Desmond and Walder were present. The young heir cheered loudly for every contestant. This was fun.

[Martin Tremaine]

His soft voice is pleasant, and she finds herself wondering what he might sound like in the middle of the night, deep and rough on her ear, and she shivers a little. "I do not have a jousterr to favourr in today's lists. Tomorrow, perrhaps."

As to his other question, "I am frrom a little town on the coast of the Summerr Sea, nearr Starrfall."

"I see." Martin said. His eyebrows went up just a little. "That is a long way. I hope the road wasn't too trying for you."

He looked forward again as the next group of jousters assembled. "In truth, there's not a jouster I favor either. But it's always interesting to watch. To get a picture of who the jousters are as people." For a moment he looked as though he was about to say more, but he didn't. His eyes narrowed as the knights lowered their lances, clearly studying them.

[Derrick]

Kaelyn made it in plenty of time to see Ser Wydman ride. She'd promised to cheer for him and she was a girl of her word. Climbing, she decided to take a seat that wasn't quite so near where everyone else had gathered. Tomas might join her and she, herself, didn't care for crowds. When Ser Wydman took the victory, she got to her feet and clapped.

She was cute, and by the cut of her clothing likely another noble. Still when the pretty young woman came to claim a seat nearby Derrick offered her a dip of his head and a polite greeting. "Milady."

[Marqus Forrester]

She nods a little toward Marqus, then chuckles a little, eyes flicking toward Cassana. "We've met Ser Wydman, at least, so it's nice to see someone we know of win." She looks over to her brother with raised eyebrows. "Gives you an idea what you might be looking forward to, though." She nods to where the man on the ground was.

"I assume by that you mean I'll be looking down at my defeated opponents." He gave her a fierce grin and wondered how long it would take Ser Androw to recover.

"Well Ser Warryn has certainly set a good example to an aspiring Knight. Of which there must be many in this crowd."

[Kaliya Redding]

"I see." Martin said. His eyebrows went up just a little. "That is a long way. I hope the road wasn't too trying for you."

He looked forward again as the next group of jousters assembled. "In truth, there's not a jouster I favor either. But it's always interesting to watch. To get a picture of who the jousters are as people." For a moment he looked as though he was about to say more, but he didn't. His eyes narrowed as the knights lowered their lances, clearly studying them.

"My apologies," she watched him watching the jousters, "I have been in the Rreach a numberr of yearrs," and it's been a long and tirring jourrney indeed. As the knights crossed lances, "mm, interresting, therre is undeniably a grreat deal of skill rrequirred, which I apprreciate. Yet, it can be quite frrightening to witness."

[Kaelyn Dunn]

She was cute, and by the cut of her clothing likely another noble. Still when the pretty young woman came to claim a seat nearby Derrick offered her a dip of his head and a polite greeting. "Milady."

Kaelyn smiled at the young man beside her and curtsied to him before taking her seat. "I'm pleased to meet you. I'm Kaelyn Dunn. Are you avoiding the crowds as well?" she whispered and laughed at the last bit.

[Derrick]

The young man stood and offered a polite bow as the Lady when through the trouble to curtsy, retakign his seat after she took hers. "It's nice to meet you Milady." He offered with a half smile, before answering her question. "A bit." Derrick didn't think he should mention he was trying to save the better seats for the many Lords and ladies here. Being as she sat so close to him. "I'm Derrick by the way, a retainer of House Algood."

[Kaelyn Dunn]

She smiled. "I haven't had the opportunity to interact with the Algoods yet, I don't think." She stated quietly, pondering the previous day to be sure as she looked over the other guests; if they jogged her memory. "So tell me, Derrick, are you enjoying yourself at Ashford?"

[Derrick]

"Well, there are only a few actual Algoods here so it's not too surprising." He glanced out towards the crowd. "Especially with the number of other visitors present."

At her question his lips curled into a soft frown. "Its been interesting, a bit confusing at times, but in general I've had a good time."

[Kaelyn Dunn]

"Confusing?" Kaleyn blinked. She supposed she'd been confused a number of times herself. Like when did speaking with people one-on-one become so natural? "Is there anything I can do to help?" she smiled.

[Derrick]

That brought a small smile to his lips, but it quickly passed. "Thank you for the offer Milady, but I'll be alright. I'm certain you have enough things on your mind. I shouldn't add the problems of a commoner to those."

[Martin Tremaine]

"My apologies," she watched him watching the jousters, "I have been in the Rreach a numberr of yearrs," and it's been a long and tirring jourrney indeed. As the knights crossed lances, "mm, interresting, therre is undeniably a grreat deal of skill rrequirred, which I apprreciate. Yet, it can be quite frrightening to witness."

"Oh? Aye, I suppose so." Martin shrugged agreement, the motion accompanied by a soft metallic rattle. "It's safer than it looks, though. Good armor will keep them safe, and the jousters are often very good. They're not really trying to hurt each other. Well, much."

He glanced back at her, his lips just barely curling up into a smile. "Really, it's the amateur jousters that always made me nervous. A champion will knock you off your horse, but an amateur might just accidentally lance you in the leg as he falls off. Shouldn't be a problem here, though."

[Kaliya Redding]

Kaliya winced visibly at the thought, "will you be challenging the champions as well?"

[Kaelyn Dunn]

That brought a small smile to his lips, but it quickly passed. "Thank you for the offer Milady, but I'll be alright. I'm certain you have enough things on your mind. I shouldn't add the problems of a commoner to those."

"Don't put yourself down." Kaelyn tried with a smile. He was starting to remind her a bit of her brother, and these kind of statements were ones she'd heard, and thought to herself often enough. She wasn't about to let this young man be sad or confused in her presence if she could help it. Okay, how would she lure a smile from Tomas...?

She reached into her small bag and pulled out a wafer and held it in the air. Before long, a gyrfalcon swooped down and snatched it from her fingers before flying on. She opened the bag more, taking another wafer, and offering one to the boy next to her. "Wafer for your thoughts?" She grinned and giggled a bit.

[Derrick]

She was a kind girl, and the birds antics did pull a smile from the young man, he'd always had a little fondness for animals. Not that he went around telling anyone about it, or even really owned any when he was younger. Derrick pursed his lips considering it for a few moments his eyes on the wafer.

"Thank you milady, and normally I might accept your offer, but the topic isn't really a appropriate one to bring up, at least the one that has been troubling me most." He offered her a apologetic smile as he answered.